Crime Novel Gregg Novels & Stories

She turned back to Greg, wanting to ask him if he knew who this Brienstein was, but he was sitting quietly, his brow furrowed again the way it had been in the car. He turned when he felt her watching him, “Does something not feel wrong about all this?” It did, but she did not want to color his feelings with her own thoughts, so she said, “What do you mean?” “This seems like such an elaborate and expensive operation for a sexual misconduct case,” he said. “Well. There is Valentina’s murder.” she said without conviction. “But the operation already began before Valentina died.” Greg said.

"Gregory has gone underground. He has not used his phone, his credit cards, or any electronic device that we can track in over a week. Solomon's people have his known associates under surveillance, but he has not contacted any of them. The man is a ghost." "A ghost who broke into Priya's apartment and left a death threat on her kitchen table. Ghosts do not leave fingerprints." "We lifted no prints from Priya's apartment. Whoever broke in wore gloves and knew exactly where the security cameras were positioned. Gregory is not just careful. He is a professional. He has done this before."

Alice has escaped consequences for too long not because she deserves mercy but because no one has ever dared challenge her but this time will be different, I continue turning the pages, searching through old notes, half-lost in thought. Then a familiar name stops me cold. GREGORY GRETINO. My breathing stills, of course. How could I have forgotten? The greatest private investigator of his generation, people call him a ghost and others swear he is a wizard because of the impossible information he uncovers. Entire criminal organizations have disappeared after crossing paths with him, yet no one ever knows how he obtains his evidence. That isn't why I trust him, to me his greatest strength has n

Greg angrily carried his assistant gun and shot the head of his data security team right in the middle of his head. The man's lifeless body fell straight to the ground making everyone shake in fear. "Find my money if you want to see the sunrise. Clean the mess" Greg said and walked away. All the team began to try checking where the site was from but still to no avail. Greg walked back to his office and sat in a daze, what was happening, first was their biggest warehouse where he is finally making a comeback and now the worst of it was all their financial databases, They were going to go bankrupt if he couldn't find solutions to this problem. Greg continues to search his brain to try to figur

She shouted. The very next moment Gregory got out from one of the rooms, his face plastered in an artificial smile. Soon all of them realized the mistake they have been making. Gregory was the Crypt Keeper and he had been stealing souls for decades. Disguising himself as a disabled, high school student gave him a chance to stay close to many young, vulnerable people. He had tricked them, along with thousands of other people. One of his victims was Larry, his close friend. The three of them were in an awe.

"I am not in love with her, I am just worried for her, I left without telling her goodbye when the dancing starts and I am getting scared when she told me, she is investigating a girl, that was found raped in Gregory's hotel room.' 'Wait did you say Gregory raped a girl? What happened to his condominium? What..." "Slow down, according to Cathy, they drugged Gregory, and when he woke up and saw the girl brutally raped, he called Craig, so Craig asked him to change wears with him, as soon as the girl woke up, she pointed at Craig." "Oh no! Which means, Gregory is the target?" "Yes, with the way things are going, is like they want him in jail but Craig defeated the plans, I need to shower, I wi

I swallowed, fire to the fear, “I’ll take the risk. The betrayal of Stefan festered, wound that wouldn’t heal — his hand on Natasha’s in the café photo, his lies — I was investigating her — breaking my hair-trigger trust. He’s not there anymore, I thought, heart raw, my vision sharpening into only the mathematics of it, the protocol equaled the lifeline to my past. Patel’s tiny TV flickered and the voice of a Seryne news anchor cut through the silence, “Breaking: Gregor Galden arrested in a Lazareth sting operation.” My heart jumped, hope blooming—is it done? I moved in closer and the screen fuzzed Gregor in handcuffs, but skepticism nibbled — too convenient. • My burner phone vibrated, “M

When Gregory again rescued the girl she is a broken person loosing the will to live and craving for addictive substance that her husband is giving her. This time Gregory decided to file charges againt his nephew. breaking the bond between brothers and send Alana for rehailitation. Ramir was imprisoned, everyone thought that things had come to an end between Alana and Ramir. Only to learned one day that Ramir using the influence of his family was release from prison. Gregory was quick to send Alana away, accompanied by his wife Bea. They were found dead in the apartment where they stayed temporarily. Burglary was decided as the cause of the homicide.

“He’s insane!” “We can’t” “He’ll destroy us” Greg silenced them with a bark of laughter. “Oh, but you will. Because if you don’t…” He dangled the file in his hand, pages spilling out like blood. “…every skeleton in your closets hits the front page tomorrow. Offshore accounts. Bribes. Murder tied in neat little bows. And the contract?” He looked straight at Lucy, his smile cruel. “That alone will keep the press fed for months.” Lucy’s breath caught. Rage boiled in her, shame too, but she forced herself to stand taller. “You’re not a man, Greg. You’re a vulture circling corpses you never created.”

Jane never thought this was how her life would end. If she could survive, she would make sure they paid with every drop of their blood. Just a moment before she passed out she saw a glimpse of a man running towards her … ********* Greg sits in his sleek, modern office,surrounded with a huge library of books. His polished custom desk is adorned with the latest technology,portraying beauty and class. Greg leans back in his comfy leather chair,he goes through the different proposals submitted by the different departmental head. The soft glow of the afternoon sunlight casts warm rays across the room, showing the rich artwork adorning the walls.