Bob X Ron Romane & Geschichten

Bob asked. "Sarah Waves." Ron replied. "Isn't that the model who you were entangled with some time back?" Bob sounded inquisitive. "She is. I just need everything I can get." Ron replied. Bob nodded. The man's coffee came and he hurriedly gulped it down, leaving almost immediately he came. Bob has been Ron's private investigator for a long time. They had known each other way back at Cambridge university where Ron was attending school and Bob was working part-time while still schooling. Not at Cambridge, the man couldn't afford it at that time.

xoxo, Ronnie

I, then, sat down on the floor beside the chair where she was seated. “I have a news for all of you,” Mr. Bob started when we were all gathered at Riona’s office. His seriousness slowly faded from his face. That was only a cover-up! “Good or bad?” I heard Aron Ryle asked, he’s sitting at the front, Indian seat on the floor. “Wow, huh?” Mr. Bob laughed.

If it's Alex today, it will be Aron tomorrow. "Just make sure no one doubts us," Ron told Xavier, that was a partner in crime in everything. Indeed, money makes a person pure evil. Ron has no conscience at all. He cares about money and status alone. If it means hurting his daughter in this process, he doesn't mind. ****** Sandy Williams entered the church and smirked at the arrangements. "Is he enjoying himself without me? I am back, and he should pay back," Sandy mumbled as he sat in the front row with the only motive to get noticed by Alex and Rose especially.

"I believe you have some things for me." Bob immediately handed over the small carry bag he had on him. "I have some things to explain to you when you are done looking through those." The woman nodded. "By the way, where is Michelle and Roy?" “Michelle is with Doctor Moore and Doctor Williams." Bob trailed off and squinted at the bus, eyes searching for Roy inside. He was not there. Bob looked at his back as though the other male would come running towards them complaining about slow check outs but there was no such thing.