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Greg's Dreaded Return Whacked In The Head
"A tour? I'm not about that life, sorry. I am not interested in that," Laura said as she opened the door and stepped out of the car. Charles Ban took a step back to allow Laura some room. "Don't be so hard on a newbie. I don't know anyone around here, and I'm just trying to be friends and ground myself," Charles said. "Sounds like a personal problem. I don't see where I come in," Laura replied. She took another look at Charles Ban and frowned. Why did he look so much like Damien? Laura had tried to ignore it, but the resemblance was too striking for her to ignore. As she walked towards her flat, Charles followed her behind. "What the hell? Are you some sort of creep? If you continue to bother me, I'm going to call the police, so, I suggest you stay the hell away!" Laura said, stepped inside her house, and slammed the door in Charles' face. Charles was so close to the door that it nearly slammed on his face directly. He could feel the impact of the door as it slammed with a lo
Greg's Dreaded Return You Are A Wuss!
Thankfully, the impact on Bane's head was not fatal. ''Are there any of those men outside?'' Bane asked Saint, flinching almost after every word. ''Take it easy, boss! You don't have to be concerned about anyone. It's just both of us here. I wasn't sure how you ended up like this, so I didn't let anyone know the hospital I was taking you to...'' Saint explained.''Good... call Black. Tell him to come and meet me here...'' Bane said to Saint.''Sure boss...'' Saint said, left the ward, and went to make a call to Don Black. After he made the call, Don Black arrived at the hospital in less than an hour. His eyes were shining in panic as he looked at Bane lying on the hospital bed with a drip flowing in his veins. ''What happened?'' Don Black asked, in shock.Bane shrugged. He raised his hands in front of him as if to say that he had no idea.Don Black stared at Bane, and then shifted his gaze to Saint.Saint shook his head. ''I don't get it...both of you don't know anything about i
Greg's Dreaded Return Snake Eyes Meets His Untimely Death!
Saint had his heart in his mouth as he drove to the former place he was at, Snake Eyes franchise. The closer he got, the edgier he felt.Bane had specifically told him to talk to Snake Eyes, and that was what he was going to do. That was what he had to do by all means, or else, he would get a forceful resignation request from Bane. He knew it. He had seen Bane do it to a lot of his other former colleagues. Saint finally arrived at Snake Eye's place and stepped out of the car with his heart thumping aggressively against his chest. For obvious reasons, all eyes were on him as he made his way inside the semi-burnt building to look for Snake Eyes.Even if Saint was scared to death, he wore a stern face that he hoped would make Snake Eyes observe caution as they conversed. After all, it was his boss that had been hospitalized just now. Mr. Ban was the first to spot Saint, and his attention naturally diverted to Saint, as he had been eager to know how Bane was faring at the hospital. '
Greg's Dreaded Return Laughable Bane
Mr. Ban disappeared into thin air, Saint went back to the hospital to take Bane away since the treatment that he was undergoing was very light, and Don Black just stayed back at his office, watching the war go on.Snake Eyes was dead. ''Greg...'' Don Black said into the phone after he called Greg Chase.''I am on my way to your establishment. I don't fancy making phone calls at such a dire time...'' Greg Chase said to Don Black and hung up quickly. What he said made sense, so Don Black understood and was waiting for him. Soon, Greg arrived at Don Black's private office. ''I have cleared most of Snake Eye's men...'' Greg said to Don Black in a calm and undisturbed voice. Don Black nodded.''I know. I heard of it. Also, Snake Eyes is dead, are you aware?'' Don Black asked Greg.Greg nodded slowly.''But...that was not from me, right? Rumor has it that he had an alteration with Bane and...'' Greg was saying when Don Black cut him short.''Yes, rumor has it, but you have to accept th
Greg's Dreaded Return Greg Chase The Savior
Six hours later. The police were scampering all over the city as unidentified men swarmed into the city, causing everyone to hurry back home. It was 8 AM yet, the streets were desolated as if there was a zombie apocalypse. Two groups of these strange men flooded the streets of the city.One group was ninjas, dressed in black and looked very sharp and smart, while the other group was martial artists. The group of martial artists was dressed in plain shirts, tucked into smart pants that were a bit lose. Most of them had tattoos covered up until their faces. When the two groups came together, they looked very intimidating to the extent that everyone in the streets had to hide. Who were they?In a convoy, they headed to Greg Chase's house. Greg, Don Black, and Bane were in Greg's house waiting for these mercenaries to turn up and as soon as they did, the convoy advanced to Greg's establishment. An open warehouse that could contain and accommodate all of them including Greg Chase's o
Greg's Dreaded Return Greg's Dreaded Return
*Wheeeep* *slash, slash*Knives and other sharp objects were cutting through Mr. Ban's men. It was a disturbing sight to look at. Mr. Ban had run into the tiniest compartment in the establishment of his that he was in, and hid there.He dreaded Greg Chase at this moment. He dreaded the man with his life. Beads of sweat formed on Mr. Ban's forehead as he heard his men screaming horribly outside. He didn't need anyone to tell him that his men were being devoured by Greg Chase and his...his what, really? Who were all those men that were with Greg? Where did he get them from? Mr. Ban thought. He regretted ever underestimating Greg. Especially after Greg landed all of Mr. Ban's former customers in business, that was when Mr. Ban should have known that Greg was a different breed, but he thought that it was going to be business as usual and that he could just casually threaten Greg away from the forefront, but to his surprise, Greg was ready and guarded for this sort of life. The chaos w
Greg's Dreaded Return Black Out
Magnet was touring the city, looking for Laura Ban. The only thing he had been able to do so far was track Alina's killer via fingerprint and find out who the person was, but, he had not been able to go passed that stage. There was no other information about her. It was as if she wiped out everything that had to do with her from the land of the living.If not that Magnet had been to Alina's house recently and saw that the murderer had just left there, he would have concluded that Laura the murderer was dead because he could not find any other evidence.He had been looking for her to no avail before the war started, so he had to go back inside and wait for the turbulence between the gangstas in the city to die down before he went back on his mission to find Laura Ban, AKA Marina. The aftermath of Greg's direct attack on Mr. Ban left the city looking desolate.Nobody dared to step out of their homes, even though they could clearly see that the fighting had stopped. The air in the ci
Greg's Dreaded Return Recuperating
Mr. Ban was in his sister's house. Margaret Ban had put him to bed, seeing that he had been so shocked out of his mind to the extent that, his body was weak. ''I have warned him several times about this life. There is no need for this life he is living, and I have told Damien several times. The family's business is doing incredibly well and he can be whatever he wants to be just from the income he receives from the company, but no. Damien wouldn't listen to me, ever. Now, look. What sort of war is this?'' Margaret Ban complained after she had tucked her brother in to get some rest. Barter sat in the living room of Margaret Ban's house, watching her complain bitterly about her elder brother. If only she knew that there was more than just a war among gangstas.''Where is Laura? Where did he keep her amidst all this madness?'' Margaret Ban dared to ask Barter.Barter licked his lips and adjusted uncomfortably. He wanted to speak, but he hesitated and swallowed hard. Saying the name o
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