AS GOOD AS DEAD → ANTHONY LOCKWOOD

XVIII

Death is coming, part one.

GREER VALOUR came from a wealthy family in London, her parents were known people but not her story and why she ended up with two boys and one girl in a small agency. Since she was a child, she was neglected by her parents and they often left her locked away in her room, alone without any friends.

But how did she really end up with the boy in a big empty house?

When she was three, she went with her parents to a glamour party held by the two biggest agencies in London- Fittes and Rotwell agency. Greer had a nanny who looked after her at the party but the nanny found a ghost by some agent and they managed to get the ghost.

The ghost is gone but the same as the ghost, Greer was nowhere to be found except her pink ribbon that was found on her nanny's hand, The Valour heir was missing and people thought she had died.

For someone who was born with tragedy coursing through her, Greer never seems to get used to it. She tried but it kept pulling her back until no more inch kept them apart. It sunk its veins into her skin, making her cry out loud.

Greer cannot count how many times she collapsed into the floor, in Lockwood's arms, because another tragedy had come to claim and marked her forever.

Lockwood was never fond of talking about his past and he made sure people saw that. Neither is the girl sleeping peacefully beside him.

Another panic attack had hit her and each time it would attack her, Lockwood noticed that it was getting a lot worse.

He loved Greer more than he could ever have without realizing it.

They always find comfort in each other, yet oblivious to each other's feelings. They've been separated once and they're not going to let that happen again.

Greer felt someone get out of bed. feeling the other side of the bed empty, she didn't bother to open her eyes and Lockwood didn't bother to wake her up, knowing that she probably didn't want to be woken up.

"Already arguing, what a way to start my morning." Greer pondered as she burst into the kitchen. "Morning, everyone," Greer mumbled, eyes scanning the other people in the room.

"Shall we grab a coffee on our way, Georgie? I totally needed it." Greer said. George nodded before they both followed Lockwood and Lucy.

They walked on their way to the cemetery for Greer and George to be able to have their coffee. Greer surely won't last a day without falling asleep if she doesn't have her early coffee.

Lockwood always told her to lessen her addiction to coffee because she sometimes drinks four to five glasses a day. Lockwood and Greer have many similarities but they also have many differences like how Lockwood preferred tea and Greer preferred coffee.

"Oh, shit." Lockwood said softly as they caught sight of two people wearing a familiar uniform that they knew too well "Afternoon, Tony." Yelled Kipps, walking towards them when the chapel is clearly ahead of them "Piss off, Kipps, we're busy."
Lockwood brushes him off.

"Kat and I were just wondering when you lose this case and your little mates have to crawl under their rocks," he passed by Lockwood, bumping harshly on each other's shoulder "What are you gonna do by yourself in that empty house of yours?" Greer scoffed at Kipps's words not because she found it funny, but because she found it very ridiculous because she could never imagine leaving.

She might be as good as dead if she did or maybe she is already dead when she does.

"Breaks my heart."