Pick Ip Lines Novels & Stories

I have been waiting for this call. I picked up the call...

"I am ready." I reached my hand across the table. Irina took it. As soon as we let go, Irina pulled her phone out of her pocket. She did not waste any time. She pushed a few buttons and held the phone to her ear. She waited for a second, then someone picked up.

Finally, my eyes got heavier and I was beginning to drift off to sleep, then my phone started to ring. My heart leaped hoping it would be Kaden but when I picked up my phone, it was an unknown number. Who would be calling me at this hour? I furrowed my brows as I answered. Immediately, a robotic voice sounded from the other end. "This call is from an inmate at August correctional centre. This call is subject to monitoring and recording. Inmate, Peter Hastings would like to accept the charges for this collect call. To accept the charges, press 1. To refuse the call, hang up or press 2."

’ Avantika asks. ‘Why not? Go ahead.’ Avantika calls on the number and there is no answer. The call goes to voicemail and it plays a recorded message. ‘Hi. This is Piyush Makhija. I will not be available till the 22nd of September on this number. I’m sorry for the inconvenience. If it’s urgent please call on the office landline at 0755-56457332 or else record your message after the beep. I will get back to you as soon as possible. Thank you. Beep.’

I opened the message box and read his messages inwardly. [Among the call receivers, the contact who has the most call history with the caller is 76890045. I tracked the Ip address. It's 567 Shinsa Drew Lilac street.] Alright! I got a clue! I punched the air with my fist. I was about to give him a reply when a call notification popped up at the upper side of my phone screen. It was a call from that Joshua's penthouse where my sister is staying at. I asked them to contact me if ever something happened to my sister.

She must reach the peak at any cost! Jessica's mobile phone suddenly rang and she answered it. It was her friend in PR. "Jess, I found the IP address of the first slander." "What is it?"

She asked somewhat shocked that my name appeared on her callers ID, i am sure it’s been a while she saw this number call her and she might assume it never would anymore. “Yes Vivian it’s me. I contacted my service provider and I retrieved my line so I would not have to use a new one” I explained with a smile in my voice trying to urge her not to worry “So I can call you anytime with this and it would go through is that it!?” She asked excited and I nodded then realizing she could not see me “Yes Vivian that’s right, I am now back online and you can contact me anytime with this” “That’s great” she said and I could tell she was pleased

Only then did I hand him my phone. His fingers touched the edge of the case. He took it without letting his skin brush mine any longer than necessary. I hated that even in this, he had discipline. Sebastian read fast. Really fast. His eyes dropped, scanned, stored. His thumb tapped the number once, held there for a beat, then lifted. He didn’t open any strange app. Just looked. “What?” I asked, because I hated his silence. He kept his eyes on the screen. “Local prefix. Most likely a disposable line. But the way he asked was wrong.”

The front end is nearly gone. I shine my light inside the car and find Parker and Celine are even more crushed than Damian. I run my hands roughly through my hair before reaching for my phone, dialing the human emergency number of 911. “911, what is your emergency?” The lady on the other side greets quickly. “I’m sorry for the inconvenience but this is the fastest way to get transferred to who I need. I need the special line thirty-three.” I gasp out quickly. Without a word I hear the line get clicked over to the local fire department.