Max’s Mayhem

George sat in his hummer slumped down and eyeing the prey at hand through binoculars. He would enjoy this job more. This time he would be able to savor the hunt and George was all about the hunt. He had realized during his stint in Kuwait that he enjoyed hunting and he had also realized…

Max’s Mayhem

Sam stood at the coffee machine and grabbed a donut, as he heard his name being called. “Sam, in my office,” the chief yelled. “I’ve got to quit eating this crap and get back into the gym.” He thought: as he made his way into the chief’s office. The chief eyed Sam, “You really need…

Max’s Mayhem

Governor James Johnson ran his hands through his straight dark hair. Unlike his other colleagues who tended to be in their sixty’s and of a staunch, gruff demeanor: James was in his forty’s, extremely good looking and not so darn stuffy. He eyed his assistant as he spoke: “Now Carl, your job description is to…