Prank Call Jacob Sartorius Novels & Stories

I checked my time as soon as I settled inside my Jet, and let out a sigh of relief, then groaned when my phone rang with an incoming video call. “Yes?” I said, arching a highbrow at the idiot. “Good, you made it. Do I need to put a tracker on your phone?” Jacob said and I couldn’t help laughing. He was relentless. I gave him that. “See you soon, fool,” I said fondly as he laughed. I ended the call. The smile wiped off my face immediately. Pressing a button on my armrest to summon one of the waitresses, I sat back and powered my tablet to find some pending work to occupy myself with.

I pray that she didn't pay for them before I tell her about Jacob because I really don't want her to pay for an extra one when I have the money for it. {Phone conversation} Sophia dials Jacob's number. "Okay,now all I gotta do is push the call button" she said as her cell phone rings "Or not" Sophia said as she answers her phone. "Hello" "Hey,baby girl,how you doing?" Jacob asked "I'm doing good,love. I was just about to call you but you called me before I could" Sophia replied "I couldn't stop thinking about you,so I just had to call you"

While Primo had already risen from his seat, Jacob remained seated. Primo approached Jacob, retrieving a calling card from his suit pocket. He slid it across the table, a smirk playing on his face. "It's not too late to change your mind. I'll be leaving in three months. Take some time to think it over and give me a call." With that, Primo departed, leaving Jacob staring at the calling card. Initially, he had planned to discard it, but for some inexplicable reason, he couldn't bring himself to do so. Instead, he carefully placed the card in his wallet.

The telephone at the front desk rang and there was nobody to attend the call as everyone was busy searching for the lost patient. Jacob walked to the desk and picked up the call but before he could speak out the same voice came in, “you know what you had a thing of mine and you were not intending to return it to me. So how are you feeling to have your belongings with someone else? Did you have the feeling which I had all this time?” “You took her?” “Oh! Come on how could I? All this time I was talking to you. But I must say my slaves are superfast to trace and bring my little sis, Sofiya to me,” the man laughed out loud and hung up the call.

I could feel he was starting to panic. Jane was saying something, urging me to go with the waiter and insisting that Arthur DeLuca was waiting. But her words sounded distant and distorted, like something from a dream. With trembling hands, I answered the call. "Hello!" I said, fighting to keep my eyes open. "Sarah, are you at the Eclipse Club Lounge?" Jakob's voice broke through. "I've been looking into it, and there's something you need to know. They've been accused of offering prostitutes to VIP clients."

The group frequently got together for a little card game during their day off. One day, Jean got a call while playing cards. Overjoyed, she took the call right away. A man’s growl came down like a cannonball. “Are you Tanner’s mother? Your son owes me 6 million dollars. You’d better come up with a way to pay the debt, or I’ll cut him up and feed him to the dogs.” As color drained from her face, Jean yelled, “Is this a prank call? Go to hell, scammer!”

My face remained composed as I answered coolly, "I don't hate you. The law will teach you how to live as a better man." His expression froze, stiff as if glued in place. "I truly know I was wrong. Please, help me. I don't want to go to prison." So that was why he had called me. My disappointment ran deep. He still hadn't learned. I asked anyway, curious. "And how exactly do you want me to help you?" He leaned forward, voice dropping to a furtive whisper, as though terrified of being overheard. "I know you have influence. If you use your connections to forge evidence for me, I can walk free."

[For your 100th prank, I'll risk my life to play along! My phone exploded with calls and messages. The ZX9217 crash was complete.

Waving a hand in the air in dismissal, she added, “I just had to get that out there.” “I get it,” I murmured, allowing a smile to twist my lips. It was quite amusing that two thirds of the Cartelli brothers had been married off simply because of some kind of debt or rivalry with another family. But that made me the butt of the joke, too. And as if he knew what we were talking about, Armani appeared in my peripheral vision at the doorway, calling out my name. “Rose, would you like to go?”

He slapped Jack with the back of it's enormous hand, driving him into unconsciousness With minute effort, it pulled the rod off its back and faced Rose once more "Please let me go" Rose begged, tears streaming down her face as she wrestled to liberate her hair "Wayne… you don't have to do this, I know you still have a heart. Don't let them use you. Those maniacs don't care about you or anyone, no they don't" Carol stood up with great difficulty, her left leg was clearly twisted "They're going to get rid of you as soon as you're no longer useful, can't you see?" She leaped towards where he stood with Rose with a hand behind her back