Captain Michael J Caboose Novels & Stories

He quickly asked, “Are you really Mr. Barkworth?” Evan nodded. “Yes, it’s him.” “Great!” Now, Michael was a business tycoon and his accomplishments had nothing to do with piloting a plane. But he was reportedly a level-headed man with impressive composure. If he did not know how to fly a plane, he would not ask to take over to begin with. As for Ms. Lane, she was also quite a marvel! Everyone was curious about them and had enough faith in them. Just like that, the captain said to them right away, “Come with me!”

The young man was surprised to hear that from the old man, and asked. ‘How do you know that?’ ‘Because I was there. My name was Ccaptain CCasablanca before I changed it to, James Alfred Simpson, the Author.’ ‘What? You mean?’ Titus was shocked to hear that from the old man. He was looking at him with great surprise. ‘Yes. I was the Captain of the pirate ship.’ ‘It can’t believe you grandpa. According to the story, Captain Casablanca died. Why would you now said, it’s you?’ He argued with the old man.

Captain Mario greeted them as they stepped out of the caddy. "Hi, Captain Mario. Thank you for welcoming us. We can't wait to meet your crew." Charles greeted the captain back. Charles and Esther then walked up the passenger bridge and followed Captain Mario to the living room, where a line of crew members were there to greet them. "Allow me to introduce you to my team." Captain Mario began. "Roger and Laura are my 1st and 2nd officers respectively. Quincy is the officer on watch." "Imelda is my bosun. She has Payton the lead deckhand and two assistant deckhands, Ethan and Aaron. Our security officer is a former army sergeant. We call him Sarge."

the driver explained. "Your master clears the company Rolls-Royce just to haul old wool across the valley?" Mike’s inner wolf immediately scented a trap, his eyes tracking the dark tint of the rear glass. After a few seconds of heavy silence between the snowbanks, the driver cleared his throat. "The Captain is occupying the rear seat. I was clearing the garage to take his line down to the village cookhouse for the morning feed." Mike let out a dry, mocking bark, releasing Layla's hand as he strode over to the vehicle and rapped his knuckles against the reinforced glass of the rear door.

Ivan quickly chipped in. “Drive safely then. Thanks for your time,” the cop said tapping the side of the bus as he walked back to the patrol car. Ivan breathed a sigh of relief as everybody else while the patrol car drove past them. “That would have been our ride to jail on a bad day,” Patrick said looking through the window as though making sure the cop was really gone. “I bet it would,” Jasper agreed. Louie, sitting behind the two, patted their backs in a reassuring tone.

William shakes his head, "It's unlike you to lose track of things you know. It turns out that Micheal has been the one toying with the guns." Michael is one of the capos of the mafia family. Unlike George, Erica and Jayson, he doesn't work in close relation with the underboss. He does his things alone and most times, reports directly to the boss. He leads over 7 associates of his own. Out of the 15 capos in the mafia family, he's one of those capos who started as an associate until he made his way up. Lexis gives him a suspicious look. He obviously does not believe a thing William just said.

“Kids love anything that has to do with airplanes, trucks, or boats. I’m going to have to take a million pictures. Actually, I’m going to turn my experience into a lesson plan.” “Our captain will be more than glad to answer any questions you have about the boat,” Michael said. “Which reminds me…” He gestured for one of the servers to approach and whispered something into his ear. I eyed him quizzically, and he just smiled at me. Soon, the captain arrived, greeting everyone. She was a tall, thin woman who was about Michael’s age, and looked great in her captain’s uniform. “Captain Walters thinks I’ve forgotten, but I know today is her birthday,” Michael said, and the captain’s face went red.