Who Killed Phone Guy Novels & Stories

With a calm and a polite voice, I replied to him, “Em, yes. But, who are you?” “I am Doctor Victor, but unfortunately, I bring you bad news. The owner of this cell phone was pronounced dead by me at exactly 1:22:19pm along with two others. They were involved in a car crash”. “Please, I would appreciate it if you could come to Dilion private hospital to say your final goodbye to them”. The stranger, who turned out to be a doctor, said to me, causing my body to freeze. “Wh- what?!”. I cried out and hung up the call, before running to my room and getting myself one of the car keys from my locked wardrobe.

He emphasized. I smiled at him before waving back as he left. He's always been there to save me. Always been there. Third Person's POV "How did it go?" The man on the phone asked. "A car was chasing them on their way home but I successfully stop it." "What did you do?" Ask the man on the phone again. "I blew up the car, sir. The person was completely dead." He reported. "Good. Did you find out who the person is?" "No, but I got his ID."

I hated his voice. "Everyone is dead," I coldly stated. "The Queen will be pleased," The man whined again. "When can I meet the queen?" I asked. "Know your place, the queen will let it be known when she wants to be seen," The man said and cut the call. In their haste to do a quick job, one of the death squad members had mistakenly dropped this phone. It was a good thing that I came back. I pocketed the phone and made my way out of The Collar never to return. The bodies were going to be cleaned up by another secret crew.

Why would an innocent man ruin his life and try to kill me? “How about his phone? Is there anything in there?” “That’s the problem boss.” My head flicked up to him when I heard his words. He lowered his eyes as he said his next words. “We couldn’t find anything in his phone.” My back raised from my seat. “What do you mean you can’t find anything in his phone? That is his own personal phone. He uses that phone!” “When our team tried to copy all the files from the phone, it self destructed and lost all its files. Our team couldn’t recover the lost files.”

His breath was deep. Someone spoke in a machine voice. "I see that you are aware of the Kimberly Ghorsy news. If you continue to investigate me, one of your family members will be the next to be found dead." Then the laughter started, and the phone hung up right away. James set the phone on the table and his hands were tightly clasped. He was certain that Don had called him and a mafia that was as cunning as to remain undetected for five years wouldn't have used a phone that could be traced. A burner phone would have been used by him.

Montero shoved him out of the way and searched the mess of pots, pans, and ingredients until he pulled out the killer’s phone. His face darkened as he looked at the lock screen. A preview of the text he’d just received showed there. A text from Nick Bernardino. It read, “Are they gone?” Son of a bitch. Craig looked murderous. “Unlock your phone,” he demanded to the guy on the ground. The asshole looked up at us defiantly. I pushed aside the rage in my head and spoke in a steady voice. “It’s simple. You unlock your phone, and you go to a hospital where they’ll fix you up. Some pretty nurse with big tits will bring you your meal. Sounds pretty good, doesn’t it?”

“She was shot with a pistol as well. Which is interesting since you said Jake had a pistol held to you. How did you get Jake to calm down and leave you alone?” “My security guard Frank helped me.” Fairchild held her forehead, stressed. There were too many variables in this case to decide who was the killer. For all she knew, she was looking at the killer. “Did you contact Tracy after she left your appointment at any time?” Jason shook his head. “No. I lost my phone when Jake hit me in the head.” He cursed out loud then. “What?” Fairchild began to look worried as well. “My phone. It had all my clients names and information. Anyone could’ve picked it up. Was it found on Jake?” Fairchild scroll

"Hello, Casey! I'm here to take my son with me! He's mine!" I tried to reach my phone at the side table but he looked like he was about to burst laughing while seeing my reaction. “Look at you, you look so scared of me! Uhm, if you are wondering about the security. I already killed them, and the maid? I killed them also.” As I reached the phone, he walked towards me, and kicked the phone out of my hand. “What are you doing? Are you going to call your hero? What was it? Logan….and your ex best friend, Charlotte? Huh?”

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.

I just widened my eyes. "What?!" I exclaimed. ELIZABETH VILLATORTE POV:) "Brother, this is it. How much is all?" I'm here now in ukay-ukay. I have also chosen Ros's clothes. I don't know anything about that stranger, why am I buying him clothes? I'm really too kind. The man guarding it, sitting with his legs still high while focusing on its cp. He was watching a video and I heard him say it. "The heir to Uphone was killed in a big accident. The youngest son of Mr. Sy was killed when his car hit him and it exploded along with his body. His face was barely visible. Blah blah blah..." That's what I heard which is said by the man watching in cp.