Greg's Dreaded Return

Lay Low

Mr. Ban was in Margaret's house when he heard the news about the fire outbreaks.

Margaret was frantic.

Snake Eyes was totally on his own on this, and Mr. Ban was not aware that he had arranged to blow up Don Black's warehouse.

''I told Black! I warned Black not to hang around that loser, Greg Chase, but he refused to listen, now look at this. If this isn't Snake Eye's doing, I'll be damned,'' Mr. Ban said, out of his breath as he paced the living room in Magaret's house.

A lot had been going on in the city of recent, and she just wished that it would stop, somehow.

It was intense.

''Does all this have anything to do with you? As in, will they attack any of your franchises soon?'' Margaret asked Mr. Ban, unaware of how the hierarchy and scheme of things affected her elder brother.

If it affected Mr. Ban, then it would surely affect her and every single one of the Ban's so she was disturbed.

Mr. Ban shook his head.

''It's my faction that did the attacking, although I was not inv