Keys Free Guy Novels & Stories

Chase said. “You can't possibly be thinking that you're gonna drop me off and just get out.” I looked at him, pleading with a silent commanding undertone. “Alright, alright.” He conceded, and my joy shot right through the roof, “Let's get your boxes up first.” “I agree.” The uber guy, who said his name was Dave, helped Chase and I with my stuff. It occurred to me that the key wasn't with me, and I hadn't lost it. It was with Kevin!

The battery on my front door smart lock died, so I called a locksmith to come over. While he was working on the lock, he made small talk. "Dude, this lock comes with six spare keys. Did you lock all of them inside the apartment?" I froze. I've lived in this apartment for three years. My wife and I each have one spare key. The other three were always kept in the hallway drawer. That makes five total. So where's the sixth key?

Keyara stumbled towards her boss, her eyes glaring as she approached the table. She then pointed at Grey and asked, "What's the gift?!" Grey touched his chin and stroked it. "Hmm, the gift is something good and unexpected. How about it?" Keyara immediately gave a thumbs-up to her boss and said, "Agreed!" She then stood three inches away from Grey and went back to her previous spot to dance. She then removed her cardigan to reveal a short-sleeved t-shirt, raised her arms, and exclaimed, "Keyara Jhonson will dance for Mr. Grey Reed! Enjoy the show!"

Kirklin laughed and replied “Well, I can’t tell yet…mhmm….she’s not bad at all… she’s all shades of gorgeousness… I think she’s my kind of girl… If I’m able to acquire her along with the company, (he jokes), that could make the UK my last bus stop. I won’t be returning to live in the US” Kevin laughed out loud and said “Then go for her K.K.J…. All the best man….I met someone too on my flight…trying to seal the deal, we’ll talk later” (K.K.J is a nickname for Kir-K-lin Jefferson while K.V.J is for Ke-V-in Jefferson) Kirklin expressed his amusement and said in his deep baritone voice “Bad boy K.V.J, safe flight man, cheers”

A key. The caption read: Anonymous tip: Football Captain paying for access to the Hockey Equipment Room before the Showcase Game. #Sabotage #Skategate. I stopped walking. "What is it?" Evans asked, seeing my face. I showed him the screen. Evans stared at the photo. His face went pale. "That's... that's the maintenance guy," Ryker breathed, looking over Evans’s shoulder. "Jimmy. He has the master keys." "Atlas bought the key," Evans whispered. "He didn't just tell Charlotte to do it. He paid for the access. He set the whole thing up."

Connor pulled out a key card from his jacket pocket, holding it up so Kyla could see it clearly in the dim fluorescent light of the cell. The plastic card looked ordinary enough, black with a magnetic strip, but Kyla knew it represented freedom. A way out of this concrete tomb. "This will get you out of the compound," Connor said, his voice low and careful. "Past the main gates, through all the security checkpoints. It's coded to my access level, so no one will stop you. No one will even question why you're leaving."

I said softly while patting his back, "He will be fine" "I don't want to loose my dad yet" Kelsi, He looked at me vulnerable, Yet he looked handsome. "You won't loose him, he will be okay" I assured him, even though we were not sure if he would survive the Operation because it was a Ghastly accident. " Thank you" his voice was soft mixed with vulnerability, as his gaze held mine. "You're welcome" the atmosphere was awkwardly quiet, I couldn't bear looking at him straight in his eyes.

Just remember that you are a worthless being that needed to be taught a lesson. The words flowed from my mind and slipped into hers. Her eyes cleared up and a slow nod was the only indication I got from her. I backed up away from her, and she looked down at the ground, slightly confused before shaking it off and walking through the door and down the hallway. A round of applause caused me to tense, and I spun around to find Queen Fara’s son, Elijah, leaning against the stone wall. “Well done, that was one hell of a breakup.” He said as he pushed off the surface and smirked over at me.

Kevin shrugged and started leaving the room. "Wait," Andrew called him back. Kevin paused at the door but didn't look back. "I'm not doing it!" Suzanne snapped at Andrew. "I'll trade information for the one you want to give us," Andrew said as he stepped closer to Kevin. "I can easily get past any firewall of the most secure place; surely there must be some kind of secret you've been itching to know." Kevin looked back at him with a corner of his eye. His smirk grew. "I'm listening."

Kevin shrugged his shoulders “No one can judge, we all like different things, don’t we guys?” Kevin glanced at his men, and they all nodded in response. “Anyway. He starts with the face and works downward. Once you are all peeled, he starts pulling out your nails one by one.” Kevin crouched down in front of the guy and stared him straight in the eyes. “Let’s try this again. I will ask you for the last time. Who are you working for?” The guy only stared back at Kevin making no attempt to answer. “Okay. Suit yourself. We will do it the hard way.”