Why Does Ghost Call Soap Johnny Novels & Stories

Ghost simply got the job done. My jaw tightened. “The timing…” Nico nodded his head before I even finished the sentence. “That’s exactly what caught my attention.” Ghost had disappeared for nearly two weeks. During that same time, my security firm detected an attempted breach that nearly got through. Then Ghost vanished. Now Ghost was back. Ash growled. “That isn’t a coincidence.” No… It wasn’t. Nico leaned closer to the keyboard, his fingers moving quickly across the keys. “I might be wrong,” he said, “but if I had to bet…” He pointed toward the monitor. “I’d say Ghost took the contract job.”

Get out! The man jumped in fright, quickly backing away before leaving in embarrassment. Helena kept drinking until she was completely wasted and unconscious by the end of it. The bartender looked at the drunk woman slumped in front of him and sighed. As he was used to scenes like this, he dialed her emergency contact, only to find the number was invalid. It was only when he dialed the number she called most often, which had no name saved, that someone finally picked up. Not long after, Christian rushed in from outside. "Helena? What happened? Why did you drink so much?"

"If you go in there now, guns blazing, you lose. You play dead. You pretend you know nothing. You watch, and you wait. I'll be there in a few days. We'll figure this out together. I promise." "Okay... okay," Ian choked out, the fight draining out of him, leaving only a hollow, exhausted dread. He was so tired of fighting a ghost. "Just hang on," John said, his own voice thick with an emotion Ian was too wrecked to place. The line went dead. On John's end, he pressed the phone to his forehead, a single tear escaping. "And mine was a lie, too." --- Back at the penthouse, Ian was a statue on the sofa. The TV droned on, a background noise to the chaos in his head. Then a news anchor's voice cut

“HELL NO! The ghost tormented me and my friends! It’s the grace of God we made it out alive! I am never going back there. Ever!” “What about the things you wanted to get?” “I don’t care! I will do without them! That house is cursed!” I smirked. “But… why would a ghost haunt you? I am sorry to ask but… did you kill anyone? Witness a murder?” “NO... nothing like that. I have to go.” She hung up so fast the speaker made a tiny squeak... Echo and I burst out laughing. Then Echo wiped her eyes. “But seriously… I think she knows something about my death. Her response after you asked… it was weird.”

I whispered into the phone. "Really?!" Casey yelled. I heard shuffling at her end and knew she was looking for what to wear. Casey was the only one aware that I was there. So, she knew I had gotten this place, too, and she knew the purpose of my doing that. Ending the call, I breathed out, turning around, Giovanni had already disappeared. As he did yesterday. I frowned, looking around the whole area, but there was no sign of him. It wasn't as if he was here. Maybe I had seen a ghost and spoke to one. But I wasn't that religious to believe in such shit.

She felt trapped in that hotel room where she couldn't stop seeing the ghost of her husband. With that lingering premonition, Georgia picked up her phone to check if she had any messages or calls from Alessandro. But there was nothing. It was as if he had literally vanished from the face of the earth. Georgia wasn't going to settle for that simple absence and vague note, so she took the initiative to call him once again. As the call went to voicemail, she let out a sigh and went to tend to the baby, who started crying.

“I believe it’s an act, but her sobs grew louder and I didn’t know how to stop her. I simply said you've been taking good care of Ms. Caprice, but she didn’t take my word for it. Her crying got even louder.” John scoffed. “I think that’s not her real intention.” “Yes, sir. She asked for my contact number.” John curled his lips. A hint of frostiness flashed in his eyes as he said gruffly, “Why did she ask for your contact number?” “I…I don’t know.” “Hmm? How did she ask for it?” “I don’t know why she asked for it.” John chuckled. He switched to a softer tone and continued, “I didn’t ask why, I asked how.”

She reached her phone and immediately dialed her mom’s number but her mom wasn’t picking up. She did the same with her dad’s contact but it was saying turned off. “Now am getting scared!” she mumbled as she tried their contacts again . “Come on mom , pick up. Let me know you guys are alright” She added as she began to walk round the house endlessly. She heaved a heavy sigh as she tried for the twentieth time. “Hello” someone picked up the call. “Thank goodness.. mom how….” Crystal tried saying but then the person who had picked up the call interrupted.