Then Who Was Phone Novels & Stories

Fasting asked. " Yes, they have agent Thomas's cell phone, " the man who happened to be on the other end of the line spoke. It was Shola, and Fasting could already tell. Fasting took a deep breath, and from the way he sighed, Shola could detect his disappointment.

Her frown intensified. "Hello? Who am I speaking with?" Asked Cali. "This is Ivy. May I know who is this?" Came the reply from the other end. Ivy? What was she doing with his phone? She gulped. "Is this not Mr. Cain's mobile phone?" She asked Ivy.

I was expecting an email from Jenkins, not another call, especially not this late. “Miss Garner?” asked a deep voice when I picked up. “Yes, who is this?” “I work with the production of the TV show Haunters. Mr. Jenkins—” “It’s Price,” the phone app said, cutting the man off. “Excuse me?” he said, taken aback. “May I ask your name, sir?” I asked, silk and honey. Could it be that I was on the phone with Brandon Price the man? The voice certainly sounded like him.

He exhaled slowly, pulling out his phone without wasting another second, already dialing as his thoughts began to line up, one after the other. The call connected. “Who is Hannah Connor?” he asked, getting straight to it, his tone calm, but not casual.

While waiting for Conal's wounds to heal completely, Phelan and Alfred go to dispose of the corpses. The two find a still-usable cell phone dropped from Barton's accomplice. In his heart, he was secretly glad that he could use it to communicate with his people. Phelan approached Azura and Conal and calmly said: "Conal, do you remember Reana's phone number?" Conal nodded and asked, "Of course. What's up?" Phelan held the phone in front of Conal, who glanced at it, smiled, and said, "Let's call Reana to come to pick us up!"

“This is so sweet of you guys, thank you.” “You're welcome.” Keith and Kaleb spoke in unison. I heard a phone ring and checked mine but it was not mine. Keiran picked up his phone. “Yeah, this is Keiran.” He spoke formally. His brows slowly narrowed and all of a sudden, it went up. “What the fuck?!” The phone slipped from his hand and crashed on the floor.

Yeah, bye," I said and hung up. I stared down at my cell phone for what felt like hours wishing I could hear Klein's voice again. My phone rang once more, startling me. I looked at the ID and it was Noah. I guess picking up was as good as anytime now.

As soon as Night Fury fell asleep, I took my old model phone from the drawer next to the bed. …The old model phone that was left behind by that bastard six years ago. Since this phone doesn't have any use other than calling… it has lasted till this day. There are only four contacts. Principal, Vice, Restia, and Ruby. When I was still staying on my island… the only contact I'd ever called was with that bastard. It's the lone voice contacting device that we'd ever use because it prevents wiretapping— he tampered with the sim card and phone that allows a private connection.

I pushed a finger out to him and answered on speaker. A calm male polished voice came through. “Mr. Banner. Or do you prefer Mr. Grayson these days?” My grip tightened on the phone. The voice continued, almost conversational. “I know who you are, and what you’re doing with that bitch, Anyta.” He finished off with a loud laugh. “Don’t you ever speak about her that–“ I started speaking before he ended the call. I smashed the phone in anger before Philip was able to trace the call.

Looks like asking him directly would do no good so instead she would let him open up himself suddenly Kristopher Phone started ringing. His man was here with Jude's phone. He went out to grab it but as he was about to enter the room her phone started ringing. It was a video call and the id was the second weirdest name he had ever heard.