Who Killed Phone Guy Novels & Stories

He is interrupted by a phone call, which he takes immediately. "Are you just gonna wait till Huge dies before you bring him back? Who the hell do you think you are? You literally shot Henry for telling you the truth! Or is this your way of killing him so you can take over his position?" The cold voice comes through. It is the so-called man. He is aware of everything; even when the guy thinks he has managed to shut them up, someone still manages to snitch on him. I should have known earlier he is using this moment to eliminate the guy.

He had the newest iPhone in his hand, and his face looked scary because it was too gloomy. He threw the phone into the river without any hesitation after he made the phone call. "Son, why did you throw your phone?" At the moment, a middle-aged woman came out of the cabin. "Our plans are uncovered. Dongfang Liang, the idiot, is dead," the young man answered in a gloomy face. "How is it possible? He was the king of mercenaries in Southeast Asia, and weren't you talking to him on the phone just now?" the middle-aged woman asked.

"Someone killed him. Just like what happened to Mom. And I don't know where else to go, Elaine. Please..." Our conversation was cut off when someone's phone suddenly died. I quickly looked at the screen to check if it was mine but it was Dylan's. Worry and fear flushed all over me so I reached out to him.

“So... they killed him when we decided to get him out of Hong Kong?” “Don't feel guilty,” Gunner said. “Like I said, they would have killed him anyway. There was nothing you or Kaiden could do to stop this.” “Do you have any good news for us?” Killian interjected, grabbing two plates from the cabinet to put our breakfast. “Well… You mentioned that someone took Yichen's phone. We found it in one of the dead guys' pockets. So maybe they didn't have a chance to tell their boss about who contacted Yichen.”

“Please don’t hurt her. She’s telling the truth.” The sound of another slap filled the air. Evelyn screamed. My body trembled in his grip. “Call her now,” he said, pressing the gun to my forehead. “Or you die. And we will still go after her even if you do.” “She doesn’t have a phone,” Evelyn cried. Right then, my phone slipped from my hand. It hit the floor. The screen lit up showing Jackson calling. The man’s eyes dropped to it. He bent down slowly and picked it up.

I’d love to, but I couldn’t survive without him by my side, just as I couldn’t if anything happened to him. Then, another beep came from my phone. I picked it up to see a message from an anonymous sender. "Sorry I lied to you about who killed your dad. I was coerced into it. Harry’s men arrived just moments after it happened. The real killer was..." "Who?" I yelled to no one. A tap on my shoulder startled me, pulling me back. "Are you alright?" Henry and Harry chorused...

I asked the voice if he was sure my brother was still alive but the voice only asked me if I was sure his diamond was also coming to him, while completely ignoring my question. After the call had ended, I had ordered for those three young looking guys whose voice had matched the voice on the phone last night, in order ro force the truth out of him and to rat out the person he had helped impersonate on the call last night. A few hours later and I got informed that they were only able to find two of those three young looking boys, and thzt the third one was found dead by his mum at the back of their house, with a deep gunshot wound. I didn’t need to be outrightly told that the person who I had

I hit the gas hard. My phone rang. It wasn't Elias. It was an unknown number. I answered. "Who is this?" "Hello, Declan." Julian Krane. "You really should check your passengers for bugs," Julian said. "Especially the pretty ones." "If you touch her," I said, "I will kill you." Julian lau ghed. "You're too late, Alpha. I'm already here." A gunshot echoed through the phone line. Then the call went dead.

I thought and turned my phone off. I used the motel's phone to call my man. "It's me, Matilda," I said. "What is the latest update?" I asked in my usual authoritative voice. I wanted to believe my daughter didn't snitch on me and that it was the guy we sent to do that job at the hospital who had spoken to the police. "Ma'am, as informed, the guy is dead. He killed himself before he could get into the police car. The drug is very potent, so they couldn't save him," I heard the guy say and I knew it was my daughter who snitched on me.

A strong hand snatched the phone away. Iris staggered back, her heart pounding wildly. Standing before her was a tall man dressed in black, his face cold and expressionless. A gun glinted in his hand, catching the dim light. Iris's eyes widened, her mind racing with panic as she realized he must have been the one to strike Derek down. The man didn’t speak. Calmly, he scrolled through Derek’s phone, deleting the recordings with a few swift taps. When he turned the screen to face her, the confirmation of his action was unmistakable.