Finding Frankie Henry Hotline Novels & Stories

Fortunately, it was early enough in the day so that I would be able to deal with the police and still have time to get ready for mom’s party. I searched the recesses of my shoulder bag for Jim Bullock’s card. Instead of putting it into my wallet or some other organized place, I’d tossed it carelessly into my open bag without another thought. It was so hard to believe that it had not even been twenty-four hours since I’d viewed Frank’s body at the morgue. Jim had written his private cell phone number on the back of his card. I dialed it. He answered on the first ring.

, the receptionist bowed out. “ 32 missed calls in one hour? “, Henry gasped. “I hope all’s well at your home”, Dr Damkerng expressed concern. “It can’t be from home. Else I would have been called too”, Henry said. Sarah unlocked her phone with trembling hands.

“Hello, thank you for holding, I am sorry Mr. Grey isn’t around at the moment and I don’t know when he will be coming back. May I take a message?” “No it is okay I will call later.” She hung up before I could finish the call. I handed Lisa the brand calling manual and told her to read up on it then walked down the hallway to Frankie and Jayden’s office. I knocked and pushed the heavy wooden door open. A black look was spread over Frankie’s face and I was afraid I had messed up. But she forced a smile on her face motioning for me to take a seat. She picked up the phone and called the accounts office.

I snatch my mobile phone from my pocket, thankful that Mike had never realised I had it. A friend gave it to me last week after I told them Mike never allowed me to have one. She was worried about me and told me to call if I needed help. I need help now more than I ever have, so I pull up Frankie’s number, praying she’ll answer. “Mel, is everything okay?” Frankie knows I would only call if I needed help; that’s why she sounds so worried.

“You cool with that?” I bite my lip again, eager as I nod. “Yeah, Frank,” I whisper. “I’m cool with that.” The next day Frankie really gets to work and I just sort of…hang out in bed eating chips. I have to laugh a little as I do, because as I watch daytime television he does all sorts of useful things – going back to the little truck stop down the street, buying some burner phones which he brings back and uses to make a couple of shady phone calls.

I am still unable to understand why he is so casual about all this. My mobile rang and flashed Drake's name. I quickly plastered tape on both of their mouths and answered Drake’s call. “Hey, Drake, what's up?" I asked him and sat on my bed. “Hey, kid, did Henry contact you?" he asked me, and I got up from my place and went towards the window. "Yup, he came to deliver food yesterday at my house," I told him the half-truth. "Why? Is there something wrong?" I asked him.

A huge dark guy stood over my window, waiting for them to drop. “I’m looking for Ansel Greene “. His mouth wide with a thin smile. “Sir Ansel left over an hour ago”. Checking his watch to be sure. “Did he say where to.”? He nodded his head negatively. Thank you— I said to him and left the province. “Hi, Henry— I can’t find Ansel, his phone isn’t connecting.” Henry’s phone running in voice mail started to scare me. With all the unwanted death and violence, not able to get through to Henry and Ansel sent me on a full range.

Henry is James’ friend who helped them settle in. “Thank you, and when will Henry arrive?” The doorbell goes off as Melina speaks. “You’re welcome, and if I’m not mistaken, he should be the one at the door,” Franky says as she turns off the stove and walks out of the kitchen to the front door to let henry in.

Every day there are famous people coming to buy chestnuts, every time I pass here, I see a long line. Fiona also went to line up, intending to buy a takeaway bag for Paul Henry tasting. Queuing up for a moment, the phone rings Fiona sounded, it was a strange number, province G. The only person who can call her from G province is the Frank family, but these people except Clara Frank and Alice Frank Willing to call her, the rest of the Frank family will not contact her. And the phone numbers of the Frank sisters she had saved, it was clear that this number was not theirs.

“There’s no need to do so.” Henry rejected her offer as he stared at her calmly. “I won’t be going anywhere. I’m staying here. I want to wait for Franky’s return.” “You…” Tammy met his gaze, and confusion flooded her mind. She looked straight into his eyes and asked, “Did you send Franky to rescue Sienna Newton or did he go there on his own accord?” “Why are you asking me that?” Henry asked in a light tone as his piercing eyes gleamed darkly.