Geass Contacts Novels & Stories

Future stepbro, maybe? After a lot of thinking, I just changed the contact to “The Bringer of Misfortunes”. I don’t know what got to me when I wrote that. Then, I notice some unfamiliar names in Yu's contact list. Should I really keep this phone knowing there are personal contacts of his? I mentally note not to check his messages or anything that doesn't concern Gene. And if I want to start talking to my mom, maybe I should start creating my social media accounts like F******k or I*******m.

The voice sounded family and it took me a few moments to realize it was, "Gloria?" "At your service" She responded and I couldn't help but ask, "Are you in the mansion?" "Physically, no, but I'm everywhere and can contact whoever I want. I have access to any CCTV footage in the country to monitor your movement in case you ever need backup" "Thank you, Gloria" "It's my job. My number is seven zeroes. zero, zero, zero, zero, zero, zero and zero. Use any device including local landlines, you'll reach me"

"No chill, I'm aware and no I'm not interested in him. Gabe is the one asking for it" "oh" he replied, his relief very visible. "Wait, they have met?" he asked in confusion. "Yeah, quite a while ago. You were out of the country then" I explained. "Okay, here. Check for Derin in my contact list" he said while handing over his phone to me after unlocking it with his face Id. "Thanks," I replied. It was quite surprising for me when he did that, I didn't think he was the type to let someone go through his phone. I quickly looked for Derin in his contact list and sent the number to Gabe.

“How—how’d you know about that?” “Answer the fucking question.” Scarface broke. “It’s rare, okay?! Only comes from a Japanese contact. Really exclusive. The kind of stuff that doesn’t leave a trace. That’s all I know, I swear!” I reached down and pressed on his bullet wound. “Where’s the contact?” I snapped. “I don’t know!” he sobbed. “Giordano keeps it tight. But he might be trying to get another dose—he said something about tying up loose ends.”

He looks pissed off though, I don't want to mess with him. Gage's office door is open so I walk in and see him on the phone. He's typing away on his computer while saying something to whoever he's calling. I slowly shut the door behind me so it's not loud. Gage glances up at me and holds his figure up as to tell me to give him a minute before he turns back to his computer. I take a seat on the couch and make myself comfortable. "I need to know all of their connections, and who they dealt with," Gage says. "This map is giving me nothing but areas. People can move areas. Keep looking before you piss me off." Gage then removes the phone from his ear and hangs up.

David responded. " So George could lead us to Fasting ? " Reuben questioned " He could, but he could also lead you to your death " the tech guy interrupted, and spotting the confiused look on their faces he continued, " George has his team of special CC's, they're called casualty check, they're his eyes and ears, assassin's so to speak, with them around it's going to be practically impossible for anyone to tail him, yet alone touch him, not even you three could handle that much gun power. "

Morty answered truthfully. “Add me on WeChat. If you are willing to, you can talk to me on WeChat. Perhaps, you might be curious about certain things at our company. You can ask me about them on WeChat too. The phone number on that name card is my WeChat number,” Georgie said. “Okay,” Morty said as he nodded obediently. “I’ll add you in a short while,” he said and smiled pleasantly. His dimples appeared once more. “Okay, get back to work then,” Georgie said and chuckled.

“You need to play his game.” Tessa swallowed. “I do feel he is suspicious of me because things has not been the same since I returned from Seychelles” “A gift in disguise,” George murmured. “Use it. But be subtle. Don’t let him suspect you’re playing him. Start small—compliments about his business leadership skills or there about, feigned support for his decisions—anything to make him loosen up.” She nodded, steeling herself. “And the passports?” George handed her a slip of paper with a phone number scrawled on it. “Call this line once you have been able to find your aunt location. They are social workers that will step in as backup plans. They’re arranged under a front company. Use it only

It was almost like none of them had gone since I was last there. There were about a dozen men and women. Most of them wore leathers and had biker kind of hair, radiating a rugged confidence. George was in the center of the room, talking with a tall woman. Ria stood beside him. She laughed at something George said. As I approached, they turned to me, smiles spreading across their faces. "Gemma!" George called out. "Come meet everyone." I took a deep breath and stepped forward. George introduced me to each of his contacts: they were all bounty hunters.

Buzzzzzzz…. The sudden vibration of my phone against the cushion made me flinch. My heart did a quick, panicked leap before I reached out and grabbed it. I expected it to be a text from Giovanni, or maybe an update from Reece telling me they had reached the docks safely. Instead, a completely different name popped up on the screen. Jack….. I blinked, staring at the contact picture of the sweet, quiet IT assistant from G&A Tech. He was wearing his regular checked shirt, smiling neatly into the camera. My thumb hovered over the screen for a second before I quickly swiped to open the message.