Then Who Was Phone Novels & Stories

"Yes, sir." In an instant, Ranfik was the only one left in the hall, and that was when his cell phone rang all of a sudden. Ranfik glanced at the unknown number on the screen and frowned when he saw that he did not know who it was. He picked up the call. "Who is this?"

But before Kade could answer, my own phone rang. And the name on the screen was one I had not seen in fourteen months. One I had last seen on a death certificate. Robert Sinclair Dad's phone.

Grrr! My phone rang, interrupting my thoughts. I huffed and reluctantly brought out my phone from my pocket. I looked at the screen, and all I saw was an unknown number. "Who's calling me?" I wondered and answered the call. "Who's this?" "It's me...Alpha Logan."

I asked. "Yes, I lied before. I know the person before but like I said earlier, I wanted to say it after your special day. Truly, it was a burner phone, but luckily, I was able to trace it, and I found out the person." He said, his voice low. "Then, who is the person?" "Caleb."

The handwriting on the label was careful and deliberate, the kind that doesn't look like its natural shape. They looked at each other. He opened it. Inside was a phone. Black, cheap, the kind you bought with cash and registered to nothing. Fully charged. One contact saved. The name read: C. And beneath the phone, folded once, a handwritten note on plain white paper. He held it so they could both read it. Call me on this phone only. Not your regular numbers. What I know can end all of this. I have records, dates, payments. Everything. I helped build what is being done to you and I want out.

By the sixth year of our marriage, I found another man's contact information on my wife's phone. She hadn't shown him to me willingly. While she was taking a shower, a message from an unfamiliar number came through with an intimate photo. A shirtless man had his arms around her while posing for the camera with a peace sign. I picked up the phone and opened the conversation. The chat history had been wiped clean. The entire conversation contained only that one photo, and the contact was saved under a single letter. [M] She hadn't saved his full name or anything else, but it was obvious she had cheated on me.

I had to focus on what came next. Hapi called out to a man on one of the boats—he looked like the driver. “Oh my goodness! Sean! Is that you?!” She yelled. I started to head over to them, but my new phone suddenly rang. I pulled it out, proud of how sleek it felt in my hand—my first real “nice” phone. The caller ID said Unknown Number—no surprise there. I hadn’t saved anyone’s number yet, and it had a brand-new SIM card. I let it ring until it went to voicemail, but seconds later a text popped up.

“I’m going to need his location as soon as possible. Track him down using whatever means necessary.” He was definitely just a petty henchman. I needed him to help me find the boss. Which means I needed to get to him and get answers. •Flashback ends• Just then, my phone rang. It was an unknown number. I clicked on the screen and picked up the call. “Hello?” “Is this August Wolfe?” A man’s voice asked. “Who’s calling?” I replied to his question with a question. It was probably the press. They did this a lot.

he stammered. "You already know my name. I'm Jack Spencer." The guy who'd beaten him down forcefully stood him up to face me. "Anyway, who was it that sent you? Daniel, Drake, or Sara Larson? Or all three?" "Screw you!" he spat. Just then, his phone started ringing, and he looked shaken. "Guess I'll find out now. Give it here," I said, holding out my hand. A guard dug in the man's pocket and took out a flip phone. Must be a burner.

However, after taking a look, he sighed and revealed a very disappointed expression. Willie raised his phone and showed it to everyone. It wasn’t from the Death Inquisitor. It was just a text message from AT company reminding them that the communication fee on the phone was insufficient. At this moment, another phone notification sounded. Everyone looked for the source, and their eyes stopped on Judy.