Mr Bobinsky Novels & Stories

" I asked. Before I could get an answer. I saw him. The cannibal patient, although at the time I did not know that he wa a cannibal. A nurse, two guards and another nurse were walking with this man who had a muzzle on his face and hi body in a straight jacket. He looked at me and then he winked. At me? He winked? I was wondering who was before Martin started to gently guide me away from this guy and the people he had around him. "Just um, ignore him and them, let's get you down to that office." He said trying to not act like as if I hadn't noticed something bad was there. "Who is he?" I asked. "Oh uh, just a patient." I looked down thinking for a moment before asking him the question I was s

I could hear a thump and I feel a smile start to appear on my face. Walking inside, I see my cousin Jackson standing over my special guest. Andrew Mack. A cook who works at the Romani's. I had my boys go and pick him up when night when he was walking to his car alone. He's been here for about three days and so far hasn't had anything to drink or eat. His body is getting weaker by the minute and I just want to crush his spirit. I want him to get his hopes up and then kill them. I want to see his face light up and then go pale. I want him to suffer.

He bowed slightly and left. The inspector general heaved a sigh. He hated to see his officers so clueless. But something was strange; Bob had seemed unbothered. All his years in the bureau, Inspector Akhere has seen many smart and creative detectives but he has seen none like Bob Andrews. Smart, creative, fast, and alert, Bob had built a name for himself as the Detective of Detectives. He used the brains of other detectives and he gets positive results. At first, the inspector felt he was just another control freak, but after a close study of the man he finally understood him.

I shook my head, nervously and shaken. James and I are the lead wolves here. He is called alpha 1; and I, alpha 2; Caleb, is Beta 1; and Miranda, my close friend is Beta 2. Jazzy is our only gamma and our chem wiz. We have a group of about twenty of us. There were two other groups, but unfortunately, they have come up to be outnumbered drastically over the years. Most of the members of the other groups have long died. Making them merge with the other groups.

Of course, Bobby knew that because he had made an investigation about it. "That's wonderful to know that Mr. Robert. It is also the charities I help most." Jade exclaimed with a big smile. "You are benevolent Miss Jade, you help many charities." Bobby Robert said. "Thank you, Mr. Robert," Jade smiled. "May I....." Bobby Robert stopped as he saw the man heading toward them. "Miss Jade, would you excuse me I just need to go to the washroom," Bobby Robert said and left immediately as he did not want the man walking toward them to meet him face to face.

“Linda, please call me Professor Bob. I’m delighted to meet you again, my Japanese friend.” Bob’s unsteady eyes stared at me as if wanting to convey a bit of happiness. But instead, his eyes looked like they were twitching, making his face look even more strange.

“Fuck, that’s too bad. I was hoping to live vicariously through you.” “She is hot,” I concede with a laugh. “Dude,” he stage-whispers. “I had a meeting with her in my office yesterday, and after she left I jerked off under my desk—right there in my office! Something about her perfume or something, I don’t know. I’m lucky no one walked in.” I force a laugh, and refrain from rolling my eyes. Ten years older than me, Bob is a distinguished, respected architect. Married, two kids, paragon of society. Until you get him behind closed doors. Then Bob is a fucking dog.

It was as if he thought the lawmakers were the real fools. "That's not something we should talk about out in the open. Didn't you hear? It's against the law, it's a crime." He chuckled. Zara could not stand it anymore and tried to stand up quickly, but Yosef kept her hand down. He would not let her go! Binkscooted his chair toward Yosef. "But if you're interested, I could show you a few ways to get involved." Yosef looked at him, unimpressed. Bink thought he had a chance and leaned in closer with a grin. He did not expect that in the next second, Yosef would splash his drink right in his face!

Why is he so irritated this time? When Mr. Johnson exits the elevator, I'm surprised. He's young. Well, younger than I imagined. I mentally thank myself for dressing up a bit more today. He is tall, with blonde hair cut just above his shoulders, blue eyes, and a thick beard. Based on his size, I can imagine his physique underneath the suit. I stand up to greet him. He is almost as big as Ryan. "Mr. Johnson! Good afternoon!" "Good afternoon!" He quickly looked me up and down, making me blush. "Follow me. Mr. Ryan is waiting," he nods.

•FIN• King walked into my office while I was staring out over the tall buildings. "You're in luck. Robert Jenkins, otherwise known as Bob. He's a businessman who is both well respected and feared amongst his peers. There's also been a few run-ins with the FBI in the past, drugs. But we could never nail him. We also have reason to believe that he has some pretty big names who have partnered in his company to make it look legit, again, no proof." He dropped the file on my desk.