Then Who Was Phone Novels & Stories

I shoved the strange device into my drawer and left my room to yell at Saffron about swapping my phone. ~JOSHUA~ "How much I want to strangle her!" I growled after she cut the call. She was the most annoying, frustrating person in the world. "What happened." My cousin Dave asked. "It's this studio girl I bumped into. She had my phone and is being a bitch about it." I said, my anger not finding a reason to subside. "Your first day and you're making enemies?" He laughed. "It's not funny. I'm supposed to keep a low profile." I glared at him.

I called the line again and this time it went through. “ Hello, Baz?” I said into the phone. “ Hello”, someone else said. Someone who wasn't Basil. “ Excuse me, who is this?” I asked. “ Um……… I'm so sorry to inform you, but the owner of this phone was shot this morning. He's currently in the OR and the doctors are trying to revive him?” “ What?!” I screamed, my phone dropping to the floor.

she answered, and we all glanced at each other in confusion. “Who?” Gabriella asked. “Hold on, I'll pass the phone.” There was a shuffling in the background before a familiar voice came through the phone. “Gabriella…” My eyes widened in shock, and I couldn't stop myself from speaking, “Alpha Killian.”

We still have power, influence—we can destroy her before this leaks out. But before William could say a word, his phone rang. Unknown Caller. Growling, he picked up. "Who is this?" A smooth, deadly voice sounded. "Checkmate." William Harper glared at his phone, his fingers tightening as those words repeated in his head. His heart thudded in his ears. Eliana. Nathaniel moved closer. "Who was that?" William's hand shook as he put down his phone. His jaw tightened. "Eliana Thompson."

He asked Carlos, “There's no one better than you, Ali. Do this for me.” Carlos rubbed his shoulder, as he collected my phone and gave it to Ali. He plugged into a screen and wore a smile on his face. “First let's see what type of phone was used to make this call…” he continued pressing his fingers on the keyboard for minutes. “Well, it's a burner phone as expected, but tracing the owner of the cell used. This is surprising.” He stopped speaking, turning to me.

Huracio “What do you mean by that? How can she be gone?” “I don't know.” The Doctor’s voice trembled over the phone. I ended the call and dialed Stone's number. “Hello,” It was a female who picked it. “Who is this? Why do you have this phone?” I asked as I started walking out of my office building. “The owner of the phone is unconscious and getting some stitches done. Are you their family member?” Fuck. I couldn't believe my ears.

It sounded like she was talking to someone important and I could tell from her tone, it was a guy and he wasn't just any guy it was someone very important. I got out of my hiding and snatched the phone. “Who are is he,” I asked rocking the phone in my hands over her face. She tried to pull the phone away from me but it was prepared for this day and I wanted nothing more but to know who the guy she was on the phone with is. “ G, are you there?” the voice from the phone said. The voice sounds familiar but I could not place a finger on who it could be. I turned my attention toward Georgia hoping she would give me the clarification I needed but she just kept looking at me like she had seen a gho

It wasn’t his business, so he ignored. The phone rang for the third time when he was imbibing the lemonade. He drew rigid; he tumbled into something. William Shithole. Did she mean William Dale? Setting down the glass of lemonade on the counter, he took the phone and picked up, waiting for the caller to speak. ‘Kayla, are you there?’

"They've all been programmed into my phone, and I never have to actually dial them." He tried to stifle his laughter. "Just give me their names. Fisher can find them." "You're making fun of me," I pouted. "No, sweetheart, I'm not. I realize if I lost my phone, I don't think I could even call my parents." He shrugged. "The age of technology, right? Give me their names. Fisher can handle it." "Piper Pritchard, Charlotte Barton, Sutton Leigh, and Rachel Gordon." I peered up at him with hopeful eyes. I needed my girls, desperately. "Dax?"

I wondered and my phone rang, the I'D caller was Pedro. Why does he call at a bad time?