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Greg's Dreaded Return It's My Money
Mr. Ban grinned mischievously in his office. He had asked his guards to bring him the surveillance footage of the night that Lucy was at the club with Greg. Then, he single handedly altered the video into it seeming like Lucy andGreg were being intimate, and then he paid the best promoters to spread it on the internet."At least you were not photoshopped into being naked," he said, and caressed Lucy's face while he watched the video. "Boss!" Mr. Ban's bodyguard hurried inside his office, looking panicked. Mr. Ban raised his head to look at the bodyguard. "Your niece, Lucy, she's at the hospital. She's had an accident. She missed a red light and got hit by an oncoming vehicle at top speed," the body guard said. Mr. Ban got up abruptly and stared at the man in front of him. "What are you talking about?" He asked abruptly and started to hurry towards his car. "It's Lucy, boss. I received a call from your sister. She said she had been trying to reach you but she couldn't," Mr. Ban'
Greg's Dreaded Return You Want Me To Face Harm?
"How about I fix you up to work with me, or for me? You decide, but anyway you choose, you will be earning some cool cash," Don Black said to Greg. Greg rolled his eyes. Yet another job offer. Did he want to work with or for Don Black?Greg looked at Don Black. "As in, I should be a gangsta boss or a gangsta bodyguard?" He asked sheepishly. "Oh spare me the judgment, Greg. Am I a gangsta? Are you trying to call me a gangsta?" Don Black asked. Greg chuckled and glared at Don Black with surprise. "Are you saying you are not one?" He asked. "Tell me, who is a gangsta? Who do you define as a gangsta?" Don Black put down his glass of rum by a side stool and asked. Greg assessed Don Black closely."Someone like you. Dresses like you. Has fierce, troublemaking bodyguards around like you. I don't know the nature of your business, but I bet you sell drugs, right? Like a gangsta," Greg said. Don Black laughed a high-pitched squeal for a while and smacked his palm on his lap. "I wish I
Greg's Dreaded Return Don't Stress Your Brain.
Hours had passed, and Lucy had still not woken up after her surgery. "Doctor, please check her again. She has been asleep for more than eight hours. What is really going on, is she okay?" Margaret Ban asked with fright. The doctor smiled gently. "The anesthesia I gave to her before commencing the surgery is one of the strongest around. Don't worry she would be awake soon. In another hour plus, she should wake up," the doctor said.While he was saying this, one of the nurses poked her head out of the ward that Lucy was kept in."The patient has woken up, doctor," the nurse announced.Margaret Ban's eyes gleamed excitedly. Finally, she had heard good news. The doctor started to pace to Lucy's ward, and Margaret Ban followed hurriedly behind him. "Ma'am, wait for a bit, let me check her first and see if she can receive visitors," the doctor turned around to tell Margaret Ban when he saw that she was following him. "Oh, not again, doctor. I want to see my daughter, please. I can't w
Greg's Dreaded Return My Usual Meal Please
"Drive!" Mr. Ban suddenly ordered his driver. The driver rolled the car out of the parking lot of the hospital, confused as to where they were headed, and found it difficult to ask Mr. Ban because he saw how furious Mr. Ban was.The driver drove the car to the freeway and faced a random direction of Mr. Ban's company since he didn't know where they were headed. Before Mr. Ban knew it, they were in front of his company. He raised his head up when the car came to a halt and looked at the environment where they were in. "Who asked you to bring me to the company? Can you not see the time, and can't you tell that I'm starving? Take me to the restaurant at King's square," Mr. Ban roared. "I'm sorry sir," the driver muttered and pulled out of the driveway of Mr. Ban's company. The restaurant where Mr. Ban loved to eat was looking a bit busier than ever on this particular day.He looked out of the car window and frowned."Go in and find out what's happening. See if there is anything unu
Greg's Dreaded Return She Doesn't Hate You
"What is this?" Mr. Ban yelled and nearly tossed the heavy plate of food out of the waiter's hand. She yelped and hurriedly put it back on the tray. Something told her that this dish was not Mr. Ban's favorite. The way that colleague of hers chuckled when she was passing by with the trolley, she suspected that something was fishy. "Are you new here? What horrible lobster are you serving me, this lady?" Mr. Ban cried. He was angry, and hungry too. "I'm so sorry sir. Yes, I'm new here. When I asked what your usual meal was, my colleague told me it was exactly this one," she replied with a faint tone. Mr. Ban heaved his chest a couple of times, trying to get rid of the anger that was brewing menacingly inside him. She was just a waiter who had made a mistake, and nothing more. She could easily change the food. "Change it!" Mr. Ban snapped."Return everything as it is apart from those cruel lobsters. I hate them," he added. "Okay, sir. I apologize," the waitress said as she wheele
Greg's Dreaded Return Don't Tell Damien!
"Damien!" Charles Ban's playful voice could be heard from the other side of the phone line as soon as Mr. Ban picked up. Not like Mr. Ban had anything against Charles, but currently, his mind was too occupied to deal with Charles' fast-paced countenance. "Charles, what can I do for you? I know you only call when you need something," Mr. Ban said. "Oh, come on, don't sound like Margaret. Anyway, I just booked a ticket. I miss home and I'm coming back!" Charles Ban said with a stubborn tone. "What the hell are you talking about?" Mr. Ban asked with a greasy voice. He leaned forward and rested his elbow on his right lap, ruffling his hair warily. "I've not been home in five years, Damien, I'm sure anybody that has grudges against me has forgotten about me," Charles replied. Mr. Ban chuckled with sarcasm and shook his head. "You think so?" He asked Charles. "Damien, I'm 23 now. I'm a big boy and I can handle myself," Charles insisted. "You cannot handle shit, Charles. Stay over t
Greg's Dreaded Return Thanks, Friend.
Three days had passed, and Greg's life had supposedly returned to normal. Although, Lucy had not called him, and she was not answering his calls either. Greg wondered about this until he decided to give up. He was back working at the warehouse.Oftentimes, he would take a daring look outside, imagining that Lucy would strut in with her usual nonchalant demeanor but it never happened. It didn't bother Greg anymore because he thought that Lucy had grown tired of him. Especially because of the horrendous viral video that had mysteriously disappeared from his phone. "You care to come with me to the Vanity Place Tonight?" Greg's colleague dared to ask him. "What? Are you out of your mind?" Greg asked sharply, wondering why his colleague dared to ask him that sort of abominable question. "My mentor is having his birthday bash there, he will ensure everyone's security and not let any gangs come at each other. He's a strong force in the city," Greg's colleague bragged.A strong force?G
Greg's Dreaded Return Officially meeting Bane!
''He heard you,'' Pedro turned around to look at his girlfriend and told her with anger. Pedro's girlfriend tried to hide her guilt. While Greg was gathering his belongings and talking to Pedro about leaving, she hid in a corner of the living room, glaring at Greg and wondering if he had heard her or if it was indeed a coincidence that had occurred. ''He did not!'' she replied to Pedro's accusation. Greg went back to his house impromptu. ''Damn!'' he muttered as he opened the door and the heavy stench of dormancy hit him. Just then, his phone rang. Greg looked at his phone and saw that it was Don Black. He heaved a deep sigh. ''I'm sending someone to pick you up. There is someone I would like you to meet,'' Don Black said. Greg had already promised Don Black that he would think about accepting a decent job from him, and as far as Don Black was concerned, that was the same thing as a yes to joining his gang. So he had something in store for Greg from that day onwards. They h
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Greg Chase didn't know if he should laugh or cry. He stared at The Man until he was sure that The Man was serious about what he said, then he heaved a tired sigh. ''You cannot afford to do this to me. I mean...you sparingly ruined my life,'' Greg Chase complained, his eyes on The Man the entire time. ''You are the watcher, Mr. Chase. You shame me. The watcher ought to be more powerful than you are, but you are too full of yourself, so you cannot reach your full potential,'' The Man told Greg Chase. ''How powerful can I get?'' Greg Chase asked. ''Did you hear about the natural disaster that happened in the city Aklans weeks ago?'' The Man asked Greg Chase. Greg Chase nodded.''Yes, that was caused by a watcher like you. He was upset about something, and his intense anger caused a stir and an earthquake occurred. Though the government officials claim it to be solely a natural occurrence, it is a lie, and they know it...'' The Man told Greg Chase. Greg Chase was not sure he heard
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Mind Fuck!
Greg Chase almost dropped dead when he heard everything. ''If you have anything to tell me, or there is an emergency, I bet you now know how to summon me. It took you two years to learn how to summon me, Greg Chase. Now, you know what pride can do to you. It can ruin you,'' The Man said as he gradually disappeared into space. Greg Chase stared in arrant shock.All this...it had to be a joke.''Boss...at least...you aware that you returned my colleagues back to our company, right?'' Scissors asked Greg Chase after The Man left. Greg Chase looked at Scissors casually and nodded. ''I have told you not to call me boss anymore,'' Greg Chase said.Scissors smiled. ''The boss is really back to himself. Boss, you have not told me that in the past two years, and I have only called you boss throughout,'' Scissors said, smiling. Greg Chase wished it could stop.Someone needed to come and tell him that all this was a dream.Ge desperately needed to hear that he had been pranked heavily. So
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Nowhere
''Master!'' Greg Chase muttered. Then he blinked. The next time that Greg Chase opened his eyes, he was in his living room on earth.He was leisurely watching TV and Scissors walked by casually. Greg Chase looked at Scissors, expecting him to freak out and ask how and where he had been but Scissors acted like every other day. As if nothing happened. Or?Had he been in a trance?''Scissors, what day is it today?''Wednesday,'' Scissors said. ''Where have you been in the last twenty-four hours?'' Greg Chase asked, looking at Scissors, squinting in confusion. It was as if his brain had been formatted. Scissors turned to look at him funny.''Keeping tabs on me now, huh, boss!'' he said, taking orange juice from the fridge and heading back inside the house, to his room. Greg Chase's eyes sparkled in confusion. ''I'm not keeping tabs on you. Fuck you,'' he said under his breath.''I heard you!'' Scissors yelled from afar. Greg Chase nodded with satisfaction. The first thing that
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Call Me Master!
''Boss?'' Scissors called, wondering why Greg Chase was looking at him like that. ''What is growing on your head?'' Greg Chase asked Scissors. Scissors frowned.Was it because he had indicated that something was funny about Greg Chase, that Greg Chase decided to switch up on him?''Boss, are you kidding?'' Scissors asked, flashing a weak smile.Greg Chase shook his head. ''There's a radio on your head,'' Greg Chase suddenly said.''Radio!'' Scissors muttered and raised his hand to touch his head but he did not feel anything, and to Greg's shock, Greg saw Scissors' hand pass through the radio. ''Ah, boss...you are playing the pranks on me. But there is an antenna on your head anyway,'' Scissors said to Greg Chase. Without wasting time, Greg Chase raised his hand to touch his head, and he was not surprised when he could not feel anything, yet he saw Scissors gasp in shock. ''Your hand passed through it,'' Scissors said. ''Same thing that happened to you. There's a radio on your h
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Radio and Signal
''You...I must give it to you as the watcher with the biggest ego ever...'' The Man said to Greg Chase.Greg Chase frowned. ''Are there more watchers? I thought I was the only one,'' he said to The Man as he walked towards Scissors and started to pull him up again, but just like before, an unknown force repelled Greg Chase. The Man laughed his usual mocking laugh, one that made Greg Chase upset by all means. ''Can you please release my friend? What the hell?'' he asked The Man, anger flashing evidently in his eyes.''I am not holding your friend to anything, he will get up when he wants to,'' The Man replied.''And, about your question as to if there are other watchers, of course, there are billions of watchers around the world,'' The Man said to Greg Chase. ''I thought I was the only one. Are they also up to anything as big as mine? Do they try to take down their enemies or they are solely connected to the source of wherever this watcher thing comes from?'' Greg Chase asked. ''T
- Greg's Dreaded Return
Reverence The Man
Greg Chase was beside himself, wondering why Laura had suddenly cut off from him.Yes, she might have been spotted in his house, but from the way he felt, he knew that word had not gotten to Mr. Ban about the fact that she was in his house, so why was she suddenly unavailable? Why was she no longer interested in their plan to overthrow Mr. Ban completely this time?He had his hopes on her, especially now that Don Black had looked in another direction, having found another ''young blood'' to show the ropes of the business and get acquainted with. No matter how many times Greg Chase called Laura Ban, it either did not go through, or she abruptly hung the call up on him.''Urgh, what the fuck is going on?'' Greg Chase asked himself. He felt as if everyone he knew and looked forward to helping him achieve one thing or the other, was turning their back on him. But, under what basis? What did he do, or what did they suddenly realize for them to have such a decision made overnight?''Boss
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Hanging By A Thread
''What is it?'' Shadow asked, looking very interested in Barter's thoughts. Barter had been looking at him with so much intensity, he had to know what was on Barter's mind while he was looking at him. Barter looked at Shadow closely.If he told Barter what he knew, everything could take another turn for the worst, but he also wanted Laura Ban to face the repercussion of the trouble that she had doled out on others. Shadow stared at Barter, waiting for an answer. ''I was just wondering when you will ever settle down with one woman. You should be married by now, you know...'' Barter suddenly said. Shadow was surprised. ''Are you kidding me right now?'' he asked Barter.Barter shook his head. ''Nope! After you lost your ex-wife, I could understand you staying away from relationships and not wanting to commit to anyone anymore, but it's been nearly ten years since that happened. Don't you think you need someone by you to make you feel better? You know what I mean. Even gangstas nee
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Weighing The Odds
Barter was getting frustrated, and desperate. After spending more than two decades with Mr. Ban, he was easily going to throw him, Barter to a corner just because of a loose whore he called his wife? He stared at the door of the room as if he wished that his eyes would bore a hole through. ''Preposterous,'' he muttered as he suddenly turned to leave. In the living room, when Barter stormed in angrily, he saw Shadow. Barter looked at Shadow as if he was seeing a ghost. ''Dude, where the hell have you been for nearly two weeks?'' Barter asked, shocked. Shadow rolled his eyes. ''Did you really expect me to hang around so that I will get discovered by Chase and the rest of them that I am on Ban's side?'' Shadow asked. Barter suddenly realized. There was no way Greg Chase and his cohorts would not have found out about Shadow playing both sides, the tension and pressure were too much, especially after the war. ''You are right, you would have been spotted,'' Barter said.
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The Garment Of Wickedness
''We just had a few drinks and nothing more,'' Laura Ban said. By this time, they had arrived at the home of Mr. Ban.Mr. Ban hurried out of the car as if, if he stayed there for one more second, something will happen to him. ''Boss!'' Barter greeted him as soon as he sighted him. He had been waiting rather impatiently for Mr. Ban to return and give him a rundown of what happened at Laura Ban's house. Barter would have been the one to follow Mr. Ban to Laura Ban's family house, but his hideous face did not allow him. ''How did it go, boss?'' Barter asked. Mr. Ban glanced at Barter and rolled his eyes. Barter knew at once that Mr. Ban must have been ridiculed and insulted. The look on the man's face was so intensely upset. Barter spotted Laura Ban behind, hurrying up to meet Mr. Ban, and he obviously hissed, loudly enough so that Laura Ban would hear him. But of course, at the moment, Laura was bothered about something else, so she paid Barter no mind. She hurried towards Mr
