Jeff The Killer Phone Number Novels & Stories

That was unmistakably Jeffrey's voice. He held the phone away, noticing the call was from an unknown number. The caller continued, "See the black sedan downstairs? Come down in ten minutes. We need to talk." The call ended with a mechanical click. Drake jumped up from the couch. Then he realized someone was using a voice changer to mimic Jeffrey, who was already dead. He tried to call Debra, but a text message popped up on his phone, making him pause. [If our meeting leaks, she's dead.]

" Hello. This is Jeffery. "Jeffery said answering the unknown number calling him. " Hello! This is Tim from Hugo Financial Auditors office. " Jeffery stopped what he was doing. He recognized that name anywhere. He paid them to help him balance the accounts of his firm when it was still under him. And he visited them when Zach woke up to tell them that if anybody comes looking at clues that he should be informed. And although he paid heavily for that message to stick. He was glad that he spent the amount now.

“If I go any faster, I’ll lose control of the vehicle. I don’t want to kill us.” “Cut the sirens, General. I got an idea,” Jeff said. Matt cut off the sirens. Jeff reached down and turned the radio station. “What the hell are you doing?” Matt asked. “We need to be in touch with the station at all times.” “We are,” Jeff said. “You got your mobile.” “What are you doing?” Jackie asked. “Trying to get in touch with a friend. See if I can ask a favor,” Jeff said. He picked up the receiver and called out for tower twelve at the airport. He announced who he was.

Nicholas P.O.V. "What on Earth should I do?" I asked myself. "What if, he never sent into to anyone, think about what Jeffrey said, they couldn't trace it to anyone, so why bother your self", I put off the shower and grabbed my towel. I dried my body and walked to the room, immediately a message came into my phone. I picked up my phone, to check what the message was about, and I met the biggest shock and fear of my life. "What's it?" Jane asked. I decided to keep my calm and smiled, "It's nothing". "Are you sure, because your reactions portray that something is wrong", she said. "It's nothing, I am fine", maintaining my smile. "I believe you", she said and walked into the bathroom

Immediately afterward, the notifications of incoming messages buzzed on Jeffrey’s phone like a swarm of busy bees! He was a member of a chat message group whose members consisted of several people with good relationships with the Weaver family. They were becoming frantic at this moment! “Jeff, how did you end up on Don Albert’s bad side? He is offering a reward of a hundred million dollars for a hit list on you and your dad! It will take effect at midnight!” Jeffrey’s face darkened. He was shocked and scared.

I want to know what the fuck happened last night. I call my driver. Where the fuck is he? Did he drop me here? What happened with Rayna last night? He doesn’t answer. I frown. I call Andre. He answers. “Boss, Boss are you okay I’ve been trying to call you since last night…” he sounds panicked. “What happened?” I ask walking out of Hannah’s room and to the living room. “Jeff was found dead in front of Rayna’s place. We’ve trying to find you since last night.” He says…

Jeff continued to say, "Terri is a very reliable, trustworthy hard worker and if you can give her a job today so she won't have to go back to our boss's house tonight, you would be doing her a great service and I would be relieved to learn she's out of harm's way." "I have to get back to work but my home phone number is: (386) 555-1812 and please call me later, say after seven tonight and let me know if you hired Terri so I can be at ease. I want to thank you in advance for anything you do to help Terri get out of her current situation." Jeff said just before he hung up the phone.

"I know how my parents are. I know what they expect. But today, I just want to feel like something more than a shadow of myself." He shakes his head, feeling remorseful. "Keisha? The one you said cooks, right? If I remember correctly... Don't worry about her," I mutter. "I hadn't even seen her long before the accident." "Alright." His phone rings. Liam, right on schedule. Time for Jeffery to leave. He checks the alarm on my chair, his usual ritual. "Keep your phone close." "I will." The door clicks shut behind him. I wait, twenty minutes, maybe more. Jeffery is sharp. If he has the slightest suspicion, he'll double back just to catch me in the act.

“And I don’t mind if I have to kill him for this. Yes, I will kill him. And I know the right man for this.” An evil grin slowly spread across his face, twisting his features with malicious intent. He pulled out his phone with shaky fingers and messaged his friend Emette: There’s a job for you to do. You will get paid a heavy amount of money for this. All you need to do is take out Anthony Jeffery and silence him for good.

Jeff replied honestly, "Woo... Clam down! Don't worry. She's safe. I'm Jeff, she was at my house last night. We slept together!" "What？？ What are you talking about? I mean... Bye." Andy couldn't believe his ears. He thought he had the wrong number and hung up. He looked at the phone again carefully. That's right, it was Kourtney's phone number. After thinking about it, he redialed the phone.