Henry Huggins Novels & Stories

“Henry Stanford? I’ve met him before, actually.” The man’s eyebrows lifted in surprise. “Really? That’s interesting. Henry was quite the character. A bit strange, but he had a certain charisma when he wanted to. He was definitely smart and a ruthless businessman. But he’s been out of the public eye for a while now.” I tried to sound jus casual. “I’ve heard he’s been somewhat reclusive. What was he like when you knew him?”

✨✨✨✨✨ Russell I drove to the small grocery outlet in town, parked the car, and headed inside. The place looked more prominent than the last time I was here. Indeed, this place was remodeled. No wonder it was closed off last year. "Hey, Patty!" I greeted an elderly lady at the register. She had worked here for as long as I could remember. "Hi, honey. It's good to see you back home. I hear you brought home a hottie with you. When can we meet her?" She says, making me lower my head to cover my blush as I chuckled.

a deep male voice asked. “Detective Anderson, this is Dr. Hanson at the hospital,” Henni said as she laughed that he had not saved her contact info. That was not surprising, but most people did have her saved as a contact so she could help them if she could. She often got phone calls to help with cases she was not working on. “Oh! Hello Doctor. I am so sorry this new case is kind of overwhelming right now. What can I help you with?” Max said as he sighed.

In the middle of it, Henry stood with his hand pushing the door frame to make it stay open. After a few seconds giving the three men a blank look, he stepped inside, making the air in the room cool again. He dropped the food containers inside the transparent plastic bag onto the table with a thud. “Someone steals your brain?” Evan scoffed. “I met Barry when I bought food for us. I invited him to join us, and he said he had an urgent meeting. But he told me some shocking news.” Henry ended dramatically. “What?” Asked Evan curiously. While Max gave Henry his curious stare.

I wake up to the sound of the alarm clock... I can’t believe how long this thing’s been playing. Just today, my boss Henry is retiring and today is his last day at the company, he will introduce his son and our new boss in exactly ten minutes. And I haven’t even showered yet. "By the way I’m Hanna, I don’t like to wake up early, but don’t think I’m lazy after I wake up I’m very agile and I love my job."

I answered. "Close enough, except in Pygmalion Eliza Doolittle doesn't come back to Henry Higgins in the end. That's pretty much the story of my last relationship. Minus the fabulous hats." He smiled briefly. I had a momentary vision of Jeff wearing a Cecil Beaton confection and winced.

Tapping his long finger on the carton, he said, “See for yourself.” Henry, who had grown up attending international schools and later studied abroad, could switch between Chinese, English, French, and German effortlessly. But Russian? Not a chance. The box, covered in worm-like Cyrillic characters, was impossible to decipher. He squinted at it and guessed, “Peter the Great?” Calvin sneered. “Just a few days without a woman and your IQ finally kicked in?” Henry bared his teeth in mock offense and leaned back on the sofa, lighting the cigarette.

The IV drip attached to his arm did nothing to diminish the authority that clung to him as usual. The old man was dressed in a perfectly tailored three-piece suit. His silver hair was neatly combed back, and his sharp gray eyes, which were very similar to Grayson’s, landed on his grandson. Henry Moore was a man of legacy, discipline, and power. He had built an empire with an iron will, and he expected nothing less from his grandson. Melissa followed closely behind, her expression laced with concern on her nephew. “You disappeared for over two weeks,” Henry’s deep, authoritative voice filled the room. “Only to end up in a hospital?”

Henry said continuing with his meal which he relishes delightfully. “Everything seems conspicuous right now and at the end I can't decipher what's next or what move to concede. If mom has spilled out Bella's theft, it must have sent a wave of shock to Avery . He could have been triggered by something and left to seek answers or.. Being a detective can be So annoying and tedious. I don't have an idea on what's going on?”. Henry was cut short from his thoughts by the ringing of his phone in his short pocket, he withdrew it from his shorts and looked into the screen and recognized the number. He glances around and sees that the coast is clear and proceeds to answer.

I was a bit lost since Kaden nodded. “Henry is the best option, but do you think he'll agree? I mean… he's a big shot and all,” Kaden said hesitantly, and I was still confused… who was Henry? “I'm lost…who is Henry?” I asked with narrowed eyes, and Andy let out a sigh. “Henry is our biggest construction company owner here… he's good and can help if you need remodeling…” “Yeah, but the issue is Henry is a big shot and rarely takes small jobs…” Kaden chimed in while glaring at Andy. He ignored her and turned to look at me. He scanned me from head to toe as if assessing me.