《The Mafia Stalker (Crazy Mafia series Book 3)》Chapter 2
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Argh! My head feels like it has gone to hell and came back.
That monkeywipe of a kidnapper used some strong medicine to knock me out cold. Seriously, the inner beauty of my brain is clearly affected by the headaches.
I wish there is a BB cream for the insides also!
I have been sitting in this wooden chair in a large meeting style room from past one hour and all I can see is only three men that probably brought me here.
"I'm hungry. Please get me some cakes." I called out to Ferb, the man who pressed the chloroform last night and the one who introduced himself as an honored righthand to someone.
"You ate a plate of lobsters and a hotpot just half an hour ago." Ferb exclaimed as he came and stood in front of me with deep folds on his face.
I just shrugged making Ferb look at the other two men with a defeated frown on his face. I smiled widely at the thought of having cakes because I know that look on their faces; this was the same look that they gave me five times earlier when I asked for food.
First when I woke up in the early hours of the morning, I immediately asked for a hangover soup which I had four servings.
Then after I had my shower in the small but a good room they provided me, I asked for some good breakfast with toasts, eggs and some spicy stuff.
An hour later I felt the food got digested and left my system completely, so I requested for Chinese food.
Fifteen minutes after having Chinese food, I had craving for chocolates so they obediently brought two boxes of dark and white chocolates for me.
After having chocolates, I wanted to wash down the content still in my mouth with something spicy along with fresh juice so they arranged lobsters and hotpot for me.
At one point of time, I felt like crying seeing how the sweet brothers taking care of me and giving me good food. I almost squeezed my nose with Ferb's sleeve when my felt typhoon of emotions in my heart.
I don't know why they brought me here and why I am waiting for their boss to come and talk to me but if employees are like this, then I definitely know Boss will be like a wingless, halo-less angel.
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However, looking at how they are feeding me, I think they run restaurants and they brought me here for taste testing. But who told them I love eating?
"I like to eat when I'm bored." I smiled. I pressed the pressure points between my fingers to relieve from the remains of my headache.
"You are the first and probably the last person we treated this nice. You literally compelled us to treat you good, you know?" Ferb told me like he is surprised by something.
What is there to be surprised here? People say they cannot help but be sweet to me as I am very cute.
I was about to tell him it is because they find me cute but the guard from outside came and whispered something in Ferb's ear making him stand in attention.
"The ex-boss is here to talk to you. Listen carefully, don't talk nonsense with him and reply politely." Frb patted my back and stood at the back of my chair.
Two other men brought a huge Throne like chair and placed before me. The chair is so beautiful with purple and gold mixed perfectly with each other.
Just a look at it and I know I will sleep a dreamless sleep if I sit on it. It looks that comfortable and not to mention it is totally my style.
"Ex-boss?" I inquired as I stood from the wooden chair and walked to the other chair.
"Yes. He is our Boss's father. Now that our boss is handled all the activities, his father, the ex-boss retired from the business." Ferb informed me as he made his eyebrows belly dance.
Wow, how did he do that?
Man, he got some good skills! He can even make his eyebrows dance?
I tried to reply him with an eyebrow dance of my own but they are not as flexible as his. I think he does eyebrow splits, eyebrows yoga and eyebrows acrobatics; otherwise such skills is cannot be acquired from birth.
Studying the dance style of his aggressively moving eyes and eyebrows, I sat on the Throne chair and leaned back enjoying the feel of comfort and entertainment all at one time.
I was smiling, sometimes chuckling at his eyebrow dances when my view got blocked by a body in between.
I looked up to see a very old man with grayish white hair and wrinkles on his face but damn his body still looked firm. I tried to move him out of my sight not wanting to miss another of the performance but he did not even flinch with my efforts.
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Ferb immediately came and bowed slightly to the old man calling him the big boss and again did an eyebrow dance at me.
Ah, so he the ex-boss.
"Get up." The old man bellowed. Ferb almost fainted but I don't know why he is behaving like he is being fried by a dragon. "How dare you little thing sit on my chair?"
"Your chair? Hey, oldie ex-boss, sit in the wooden chair please. I really like this chair. Let me sit in this for a while. Since it is your chair, you always sit in it. For once let me sit on it. I totally like you taste in chairs." I exclaimed feeling the chair with my hands.
Ferb coughed out loudly suddenly whereas the oldie boss is looking at me like a bull on a fighting competition.
Let him be, I don't care. I like this chair and I will not miss the chance to feel it for few minutes. So with that thought in my mind, I stood up, held the oldie boss by shoulders, forced him to sit on the wooden chair while I took mine.
The oldie boss mumbled something under his breath but nonetheless looked at me with an unsmiling face. Ferb closed his eyes for a while with a scowl but being my newly made friend, he looked at me kindly.
"So you are the boss that asked your employees to kidnap me. Hmm! But why?" I asked putting my bag on the floor beside the chair.
The oldie man looked me from the roots of my damaged hair to the unpedicured toe nails. If I am done with this chat, I need to complete my project because no one of these people have knowledge on my subjects.
"First tell me who you are." He asked like my Chemistry professor who talks like an angry robot from Power rangers.
"Ah right. I am Bambina Fae Black, daughter of Adam and Lada Black, twenty two years young studying to become a great Acupuncturist." I answered. "Oh yes, I'm also famous for being insanely lucky." I completed feeling proud of my luck steaks.
I am really very very very lucky that even my parents just let me study alone in another city without any fear.
"Why were you there on the seventh lane crossroad late at night?" The Oldie boss asked.
"I am on my way to my apartment. But why did Ferb bring me here?"
"Like I said, you know too much about us." The Oldie boss said in a low solemn tone.
Oh, so I know about something too much so they brought me here. But what do I know?
"Oh, so you want to know what I know?" The Oldie boss nodded his head.
I racked my head to think what I know but nothing came to my mind.
Wait, is he asking me about Ferb?
"Ferb is not that handsome but his girlfriend loves him nonetheless. They are about to get married in few months and already planned to have three kids, one boy two girls. I only know this." I said hoping he got what he is looking for.
The oldie boss and Ferb looked into each other eyes for a minute and turned to me.
"That is not what I meant. What did you see last night before he brought you here?"
"It is too dark to see anything. You wanted me to see something?" I asked curiously. Dis this oldie man prepared something for me to see?
I wonder what it was.
"F***ing springrolls. Fine, what did you hear then?" I tapped my finger on my chin recalling what I heard.
"I heard someone scream loudly disturbing my peaceful walk." I answered as I folded my legs on the chair sitting at ease.
Good Lord, it is so good to sit on it.
"So you know only that and our secret now." The oldie said nodding to himself.
"Secret? But Ferb did not tell me any of your secrets." Oldie boss looked at Ferb and the latter just shrugged lightly.
"We are into Mafia, girl." So they are into Mafia. So cool!
But what it has anything to do with me?
"But what is the secret I should know?" Now I am curious what secret they want to share with me.
Oldie man pressed his head with his fingers, looking at me with red kidney failure eyes. He looked like he is fighting with life from many days.
"You stupid girl, that is the secret."
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