Greg's Dreaded Return

I Want To See Him.

Soon after Don Black hung up the phone from speaking with Mr. Ban, Margaret Ban's call came in.

''Fuck!'' Don Black muttered with a low voice as he stared at his phone while it rang aggressively.

Margaret Ban had not called him in at least three years, and he only caught a glimpse of her any time she was passing by his house, based on the fact that they lived in the same estate.

Drawing in a deep breath, Don Black answered the call and put the phone against his ear cautiously.

''Margaret,'' Don Black said, garnering the entire frequency of Baritone in his voice.

Margaret Ban's heart quivered, but she was quick to fall back in line, after all, she could not let this man have her at a weak spot.

''Did you send your son after my daughter?'' Margaret Ban asked abruptly, going straight to the point without a doubt.

''What's up with you and your brother asking me this? Damien just got off the phone, screaming at me for the same reason that you are calling. No, I didn't send my son af