Novel & Cerita Gregory Comics

When he reminisces about his late brother Daniel, it exposes his soft and emotional side. Gregory Stevens (Greg) Is the antagonist. He is the new kid on the block at Blackwood. From the beginning, there was friction between him and Erik. He often says things that appear to be perplexing for Erik’s comprehension and understanding. He is a bit of an outsider and a loner, not necessarily the ‘party type’, a heavy reader and is fanatical about computers and running. He has a heavy interest in computers and the dark realm of hacking. Erik gradually gravitates towards Gregory since there is a part of him that very strongly resembles that of his late brother Daniel. He has an overwhelming interest

Trapped by his own armor. Then. The final entries. Weeks before his death. *I've made too many enemies. Worked with too many dangerous people. Thought I could manage them. Control them. I was wrong.* *Gregory contacted me. Wants money. Partnership. I refused. He's angry. Desperate. I know that look. That tone. He's planning something. I just don't know what.* *I need to protect Dante. Give him tools to survive what's coming. Resources. Information. Everything I have. Everything I know. Because I won't be here to shield him much longer.*

“The 99th Round is so far one of the best works you’ve put out so far, I am putting all of my faith in it.” Gregory’s excited voice fills the room. We’ve worked together since ‘Neo human’ my first number one, was number one for weeks. And he’s always excited by what I’ve put out, but this time it’s different. His background is his room, I’ve seen it countless times. The walls are covered in posters from my comics, a large shelf containing different books, but the top of is left for mine, all of them limited edition hard covers, all signed.

Gregory hissed, “She’s only ever on her side. I learned that the hard way.” Silence thickened. Gregory leaned back, staring past Rico. He thought of Cassie’s smile, sly and knowing, and bile rose in his throat. He hated her. He hated himself more for trusting her. Rico broke the silence, his tone sharper now. “So, what’s the plan, Greg? You want a distraction, I can find men. But they’re not free. And you don’t exactly have pockets full of gold anymore.” Gregory smirked, a broken kind of humor slipping out. “I’ve still got blood to spill. Isn’t that the only currency that counts in this city?”