Finney Black Phone Novels & Stories

All my hope went out the window at the latter statement. “I’m on my way. Don't leave the call” I said as I walked out of my office completely ignoring my surroundings. In a few minutes, I was in Chris’s base, where he operated. “What's the problem Chris?” “We started with the telecoms. Even if the number is hidden, the provider can see it. But we found out that the call that came into your private phone came from a prepaid SIM. A burner phone to be precise” “So?” I was still confused about Chris’s jargon.

To me they all pretty much look the same but my eyes keep drifting to a pale blue one beside William. “Which one do you have? I ask thinking that I could just pick the same so he could help get it set up right before tonight. William reaches into his pocket pulling out a black phone with a clear case on it. He seems to think that I will know which type that is just by looking. “It’s an older model but it is similar to this one.” He gestures to the phone next to the blue one. “But it comes in other colours.” He continued “Is that blue one similar? I don’t really care about the details but the colour is pretty.” I hope that it is otherwise I will have to pick a different one but that is the on

Finn whispered. “When do I get to meet her?” “You want to?” his voice was timid. “Of course I want to,” I smiled, watching him pull out his wallet and place a single hundred dollar bill on the table. “I’ll talk to her then,” Finn’s lips slowly pull into a smile as he helps me from the booth, but my phone starts vibrating. My eyes widen as message after message fills the screen from my unknown friend. “What the hell?” Finn’s body was stiff behind me.

Just nodded once before rolling up her window, never looking back. I watched her disappear through the tinted glass until Serena’s voice broke the silence. “You need to make the call.” She handed me a black, rectangular phone—military-grade and encrypted. “Valerio,” she said. “His private line.” The car veered, its tires biting the road as we changed course. I pressed the phone to my ear, silence taking over until the line clicked. “Hello?” His voice was thin, aged. “Valerio. It’s Axel Blackwood.”

Bianca literally fell on her butt and screamed. "This... That... Phone... No wolf has ever used it from what I heard. It was newly launched and largely on sale in the human world. You can't get this brand anywhere around here" she explained and slowly reached out for the pretty looking phone. He must have repainted it or something but this was exactly my favorite color. Purple. Then Danica was imprinted permanently at the lower end at the back of the phone. An unintentional smile broke out of my lips as a tear spilled out of my eyes and down my cheeks.

Cecelia said as she gave her phone to Mister black. " Thanks for your understanding, and if you continue to cooperate with us, then we aren't going to have any problem with each other. The only number you are allowed to call with this phone is your parents' number and the number of our boss here. We won't tolerate it if you end up calling someone else with this phone, except both of your parents. Our boss number is the only number you have on the phone, but keep it in mind that you can't call him whenever you like ". The man said while Cecelia just nodded her head, as a means of understanding.

River Black River Black stared at her phone’s screen through tear filled eyes, the last text she’d received a watery haze. It wasn’t a surprise, but that didn’t make it hurt any less. And it couldn’t have come at a worse time. She fought the urge to hurl her phone into the ravine, and tucked it into the back pocket of her jeans and wiped her face.

Veronica pick up her phone and decide to call Kyler, the phone rings on the other side for so long and nobody pick up She try his office desk phone and it rings twice before it is finally answered and Alex's voice came in "This is Black corporation...." "Is Kyler there?" Veronica cut him short "No ma'am, he has matters to take care of outside the company" he answered "What matters?" "That is confidential unless President Black want me to tell you" "It's fine I get it" she said and hang up the call. She thought quick and dialed another number, the call was picked on the first ring "Good evening Mrs. Black" an exhilarate voice greeted "Hi Emilia, is my husband in the office?"

"Damian, my father will notice if there are strange cars around. Sophia and Clara already suspect something's going on with me." "They'll be discreet," I assured her. "No one will know they're there. I promise." I reached into my jacket pocket and pulled out a small black phone. It was a burner, completely untraceable, with only one number programmed into it. "Take this," I said, holding it out to her. She stared at it like it might explode. "What is it?" "A secure phone. Use this to contact me, and only this. Don't call or text me from your regular phone. Don't use any apps that can be tracked. This line is encrypted and safe."

"We believe she saw something on it that made her cry before she left the café." The words struck Ethan instantly. "She cried?" His voice was barely a whisper. Mr. Oh nodded. Ethan took the phone with trembling hands. He entered Belle's passcode without hesitation. The screen lit up. And there, still open exactly as Belle had left it, was the headline. Young Billionaire of Asia, Ethan DelValle, to Marry New York's Runway Princess Sylvia Smith. Ethan's blood ran cold. His jaw tightened. With shaking fingers, he pressed play.