THE GHOST OF MEG GRIFFIN

PROLOGUE

Michael Trite was a high powered lawyered who represented some of the most powerful men and women of this country. "Laura can you send in my next meeting"

"yes Mr. Trite, right away"

just as the crackle over the intercom faded two men busted through his office door while dragging a heavy set man with them. They sat the unknown man in a seat directly across from Michael on the other side of his desk "you're probably wondering why your here."

Michael slowly stood up and walked over to the man who had a black bag over his head and his wrist were bound with duct tape. He grabbed the top of the bag and quickly removed the bag to reveal the mans face who turned out to be Cleveland Brown "who the fuck are you and why did you kidnap me?" Cleveland asked in a angry yet confused tone. "security purposes, my client want only you to hear what he had to say"

michael through the bag to the side and showed him a picture "do you know this man?."

Cleveland looked down at the picture then back up at Michael with a confused look on his face "that's Peter Griffin"

he said as Michael put the photo back in his jacket pocket then nodded to the two men. One of the men pulled out a knife and cut the duct tape that was restraining Cleveland then left "I'm sorry to have to tell you this but Mr. Griffin is dead"

Michael then walked back to his desk and opened a file folder that was sitting on his desk. Not a single word came to Cleveland, he just sat there frozen in shock "anyway Mr. Griffin tasked me with finding you and bringing you here in case he were to die suddenly."

Cleveland then snapped out his daze "so why am I hear, did he leave me something in a will or something?"

Cleveland asked as the two men from earlier walked in wheeling a cart that had a tv on top. "He would probably explain it better"

Michael said as he picked up the remote and turned on the tv, after a few seconds Peter appeared on the screen.

"Hello Cleveland, if you're watching this then that means I am dead... And I know who did it" Cleveland was still slightly confused by what Peter was talking but continued to listen. "For the longest time I have wondered when Meg would lose her shit and kill us all, though if you're watching this then we're all dead but meg, no, not meg... she's to smart to die"

Cleveland mind was blown, to think Meg could responsible for her family's massacre. Michael then handed Cleveland a file "with that said I am offering you Cleveland, my closest friend fifty million dollars"

Cleveland was stunned silent by this then opened the file Michael gave him and it read that fifty million was transferred to his bank account. "if you've read the file that was handed to you then you know I'm being serious, but there's a catch"

Cleveland was still staring at the file until he heard the word catch and immediately looked up at the TV. "You must kill Meg Griffin"

"What!" Cleveland shouted as he shot out of his seat "only then can you collect the fifty million, but if you can't do it then the fifty million will be lost forever…but before you make your decision remember this, she's the villain"

And with those final words the video stopped and Cleveland sat back down to ponder on what Peter said.

"Now before you can collect the money like Mr. Griffin said we will need to receive photographic evidence of the kill" Michael said as he picked up the file Cleveland dropped. "Well Mr. Brown it's been a pleasure but if you don't mind I have another meeting…"

"Wait a minute, that man in the video the man I knew for years and called him friend, just asked me kill his only daughter… isn't this illegal?" Cleveland said as he interrupted the lawyer who had just sat down at his desk. "Well my specialty is making things illegal, legal" the lawyer said as he pushed a button on his desk and one of the men who dragged Cleveland in early walked in. "but as far as you know, we never had this conversation"

Suddenly the man who walked in covered Cleveland's mouth with a chloroform drench rag which caused Cleveland too immediately pass out. A few hours later Cleveland awoke to find himself sitting in the driver seat of his car parked in his driveway and just as he was about to get off the car to figure out what happened he found the lawyers business card, but all he could think of is how he was going to kill Meg.