The Never Ending Quest For Sanity

CHAPTER 12A

CHAPTER 12A

He was more nervous about this upcoming week than any other week that he had encountered in quite awhile. The meeting with the detective in which he would be the most influential person and hopefully his most devious of all schemes would come to pass today as he began to see this man who was traumatized, seeking help from a stranger, the trust mind blowing.  It was happening very soon and he would often fantasize about how he would be able to take care of the scum that roamed the earth and what better cover than to have a cop eliminate the threats that he felt were plaguing the city all too much as well as the counties. somehow he had to get inside the detective said can make his move which would yield peace for himself as well as others.  This would be a far more rewarding feat than any other he had attempted to achieve in his many years as a therapist.  Over the course of his career he had managed to accomplish a lot, eliminating much, but now he had to be helpful in this situation and felt that it was a perfect time to put all of his plans into motion and not hold back a second longer.  

The actions carried out would be far more devastating than any natural disaster that had ever plagued the world. He was very confident that there was no turning back once he had managed to brainwash this detective to perform his bidding the way that it should have been done, refusing to accept nothing less than success and perfection.  

After all, he had never chosen to accept anything less than the best.

His entire day was plagued with Sessions that this detective would be his key to the domination he so desired. This was healthy obsession he felt but in the eyes of the normal and level headed psychiatrist, this was nothing more than a very unhealthy fixation on the object which he would execute total control and destruction through the vehicle of a human being quite detestable in the eyes of the normal, same human being.  He often hid this detestable behavior in hopes that it would mask the true identity of who You really was an evil man with no empathy except for what he chose to have empathy toward.

Sergey's appointed time had come, he was very optimistic and actually, quite excited to see this man who he would employ as his latest pawn on the chess board of life where his sole goal was to kill the King And Improve his overall existence as well as the existence of others…