Jeff The Killer Phone Number Novels & Stories

Bruce I watched Natasha leave, not taking my eyes off her body. I found myself smiling and then my phone began to ring again. This time, it was from a contact I haven’t saved. I refused to pick the call, it was my principle to never accept calls from unknown numbers. But then the same number called me twice and then thrice. I decided to pick it up. “Who is this?” I asked carefully. “Jeff Lincoln, sir,” the caller replied. “Do you remember me?”

“They said the decision came directly from the CEO’s office.” The CEO. Elias Ward. Jeff’s jaw tightened as his mind raced. There had to be an explanation, something negotiable,this couldn't just end like that. He looked at his secretary and said, “Get me his number.” “Sir...” “Now!.” She quickly handed him the contact information, and Jeff didn’t waste a second, he dialed immediately.Once,no answer. He tried again and there was still no response from the other side. The third time, just as frustration was beginning to turn into panic,the call connected.

“Okay. Then I won’t say a word to her. But I will find out who’s behind this.” I ended the call soon after, unsure if I felt reassured or simply more uncertain. By the time I got home, the weight of the message still clung to me. Jeff was already there, pacing the kitchen with a stormy look in his eyes. When he saw me, he walked over with his phone in hand. “I checked. The number is a burner—untraceable.” “So it could be anyone,” I said, hugging my arms to my chest. “Yeah,” he admitted. “But I talked to my brother. And… well, he mentioned something.”

"I found his cell phone among his belongings, but it was soaked in seawater and couldn't be opened. What do you want with his cell phone?" Liv seemed suspicious, too. She thought for a moment and said, "I remember Jeff getting a phone call at home the day he was killed and then leaving, so maybe I can find out who it was!" Pretty soon, Liv had the phone company send Jeff's phone records to her phone. She quickly tracked down an unknown number on the day of Jeff's death. It was 3 p.m. , the time Jeff had left the house. The unknown number came from a pay phone in an apartment building near Pearl Street. It occurred to me that Gina's apartment was on Pearl Street. I think Gina must have called

“Aricka you might be on to something there. Let me and Allan, that’s Gregory’s father, discuss it and you tell Gregory about it. I will contact you as soon as we have come up with something workable.” “Sure, sure.” Aricka looks up and finds Gregory oblivious of the call. But Jeff’s eyes were bugging out while his jaw was hanging slack. “Talk to you later I don’t have a cellphone yet but I will make sure to get the number to you when I get it.” ——————————————

“ And just yesterday, in front of my house, the third victim was found. Same method of killings and approximately 100 meters away from the location of the second victim.” “ We’ve made our investigation and right now we are sure of one thing, the killer who made the same method of killing is already dead so who’s imitating he’s crime and most importantly why is he imitating the famous serial murder of our country? If you have any tips in the identity of the suspects, contact us at the telephone number flash in the screen right now. Netizens, we need to help each other. This is a work of a psychopath and he needed to be put behind bars to stop his demons work.”

“My day?” My day had included a press conference where a woman called me a murderer on live television and then called me privately to form a secret alliance while confessing to a hidden affair with the man I had killed and also buried evidence of abuse for. I picked up my phone to check my emails and somehow ended up on his name and I pressed the call button before I could talk myself out of it. It rang twice. "Karma." His voice was awake. Fully awake. Like he hadn't been sleeping either.

he said as soon as the call was picked up on the other end of the phone line. “Do you have any ideas about who the person might be?” Danny asked. “To be honest with you sir, I don’t have the faintest idea of who he is, and I do not think I’ve seen pictures of him anywhere before, but I’m suspecting that he is the one carrying out the killings for Wolfgang, the meeting between him and Cummins was brief and took place in a sequestered part of the subway station, which makes it very suspicious” Jeff said. There was a pause on the other end of the line.

he said. Finn pursed his lips angrily. He realized how much of a liar Jeff was. “Okay,” Vera said. “I'll call him again. You get Jojo and take her as far away as you can. If I see her ever again, I will kill her.” Jeff sighed before nodding his head. “Okay,” he said and hung up. Finn opened his lips to speak, but his phone rang. He sighed and just looked at Jeff. “Are you picking it up?” Jeff asked.

"I will, sir." Jeff furrowed his eyes when he noticed the tension between me and Kendall and he cleared his throat. "I will look into this and track where the messages are coming from. If we find out he's in California, we would have to notify the authorities over there and work with them. However, I will get back to you after I reach them, Stephen." "Thank you once again," I replied. "Should I drop my phone now?" Kendall asked. Jeff replied, "Yes… And one more thing, I need both of your statements."