"A Mr. Paulus Hooke is here to see you sir"The heavy oak door slid open silently and, without a second glance at the secretary, Hooke walked into Bobb...'s richly appointed office. His job as a "solo", a hired gun for the rich and immoral, had led him to appreciate the finer things in life. His practiced eye casually appraised the understated opulence of the politician's office. He relished the smell of expensive cigars and the way his footfalls were smothered by the deep pile of the carpet.. "I have only enjoyed the taste of your blood," I answered calmly. "It seems you rather enjoyed yourself too." "No." he turned on his heel and made to run from me, but I pulled him back and thrust him against the wall. "No, no, Mark, I haven't finished with you yet." "Let me go!" he yelled and fought against my iron grip. "Not just yet." I plunged yet again in that deep abyss I knew so well; I bit him all over, unable to control my urge, on his neck, his wrists, his chest. I left him weak and. I think her ankle's broken," he said as he laid her down.She had a scalp wound that had darkened her blond hair, and bruises and cuts showing everywhere. I made her as comfortable as possible on the gurney and covered her with a blanket, smoothing her hair. She groaned and huddled into the blanket, clutching it to her tightly. 'At least she's alive, ' I thought, thankful for that small miracle.They took her to the hospital about noon in an ambulance and I forgot all about her, absorbed by the. He showed up that evening and things we good. Things happened to turn out that my parents had to leave to visit a sick friend, so that left me and my brother. It was bed time and it was getting late and he was taking a shower. I was getting ready for bed when i hear a knock on my door. I know that my parents had not arrived at home so it must be my brother. I open the door and he is standing there in just a towel. I gives me a strange look and askes me if mom and dad have come home yet. .