One Call Away Emily Goodwin Novels & Stories

She added “I like your courage and your dedication to your work but you should learn to be polite and also ask questions .” Emily said with a smile “Who Do you think you are ?. Am working under Mrs Rogers' order and without her permission I can't let you go up . “ The receptionist said “ Okay , you go ahead and call her , I am sure she isn't going to pick up my call . Tell her Emily is here .” Emily said The receptionist called cherly's number and Emily signaled Matthew to copy the number and try tracking it .

After the prenatal check-up, Aiden and Emilia were heading to the Wisteria Residence. Diana wanted to pick them up from the hospital, but Aiden declined. A few days ago, the telephone rang, and Emilia heard it. She answered the call. "Hello?" [Is Aiden there?] A guttural flat voice of a man said on the phone. "He's currently in the company. May I know who you are? If your purpose is urgent, you can call him through his secretary or his office telephone." Based on the tone and voice of the caller, Emilia assumed that the caller might be someone who's high-ranking personnel of another company. Emilia did not speak fast or slow. She made sure that her manner of speaking was clear. Emilia also t

“There is, actually. Woods wants to see you.” Without acknowledging him, Emily wormed her way back to Woods’ office. As she did so, she fished through the pocket of her pants and slid out her phone to check the time. This Emily did on the sly, as it was against facility policy to have non-approved communication devices on the floor. Emily saw the six missed calls from Saint Mary’s. Her phone had been on silent all morning. Emily found Woods standing behind her desk. Officious. Waiting. “What’s wrong?” Emily asked. “There’s someone from your daughter’s school on line one. Seems there’s been some trouble.”

Emily memorized the warmth in Elena’s voice carefully before speaking again. “The number I’m calling from won’t stay active, It’s untraceable.” She gave Elena the burner number slowly. “Memorize it. Don’t save it anywhere.” Elena repeated the number softly. “If you need me,” Emily continued, “send a message first. I’ll contact you afterward.” “Emily…” Something in Elena’s tone made Emily pause. “Come home,” Elena whispered softly. Emily’s fingers tightened slightly around the phone. “I can’t. Not yet.”

I lay Emily on the bed after changing her wet clothes. “Li?” Emily flatters her eyes open and speaks in a faint voice, “Please call Mrs Diana! She must be thinking that I am irresponsible!” “Don’t worry Emi! I will call her right away!” I say and taking her mobile I dial Ford House. -- “Hello! Good Evening! May I speak to Mrs Diana Ford? I am Linda, Emily’s friend and I urgently need to talk to her, please!” I tell the person who received the call.

"After that night, everything seemed fine. I mean, sure there were little things here and there, but now knew it was just Mr. Bellum. We weren't scared, so we just continued about our lives as usual. Every couple of days or so, we would pull out the board to check in and chat with him. After two months of this, we got a call on the landline from an unknown number. Leila answered it, but she said all she heard was static. Not even two minutes later, the phone rang again. It was an unknown number, so she answered it. Again, static. This continued for about a week, two calls two minutes apart, both from an unknown number." Her voice caught in her throat. She took a deep, long breath to stay her

She asks. "Wrong number. You know how people are so annoying nowadays." I answer. "Right. I'll get back at work before Mrs. Two-Horns blow up." She jokes and I laugh with her while she walks away from my table and started serving to other people. I grab my phone closer to me once I felt it vibrating on top of the table. Gage calling...

I hesitated, glancing at the tray in my hands, then back at him. “You sure?” “Yeah,” he said with that easy, quiet confidence. “It’s just lunch, not a contract.” I smiled awkwardly and slid into the empty seat across from him. The moment I sat, one of the boys grinned. “I’m Ethan,” the sandy-haired one said. “And this is Liam. You’re Emma, right? The new girl everyone keeps saying made Mr. Nolan smile for the first time in three years?” I laughed, surprised. “I don’t think that’s true. He just liked my essay.”

I guessed that he was calling to urge me to apologize to Doris in the group chat again. I did not want to answer the call, but the phone rang over and over, as Luke called me over seven times. I was still in the pack cleaning up work, so he called the phone there and the phone was brought to me. "Alpha Luke’s on the line. Seems urgent," the guard said, handing me the phone. I took in a deep breath and reluctantly answered the call. "What is it?" I asked coldly. The moment I picked up the call, Luke's angry voice scolded me over the phone. Someone would have thought I was a servant taking orders.

I looked out at it, trying to picture being one of the people walking on the street with no news stories hanging over them, no expectations, no chaos shadowing their steps. Killian’s phone buzzed. He glanced at it but didn’t respond. Then my phone rang. It was from an unknown number I didn't want to pick the call, but that tiny voice within me that always knew something made me pick up the call on the second ring. “Hello?” A woman’s voice came through, crisp yet kind. “Miss Emery?” “Yes?” “This is Nurse Beatrice. I’m calling in regard to your mother—Ruth.” My hands went cold.