"That is such a simple secret. Why are you telling it to me anyways?" People these days seriously!

They don't even have a proper secret. I thought he would say he is some superman from lab experiment malfunction.

Turns out he is just a mere mafia.

The oldie boss rubbed both of his hands on his face and caressed his own grayish hair roughly but still with love and affection.

Ferb, on the other side, held the oldie's arm tightly as he patted the oldie's arm in slowly.

Hmm... they have good rapport and chemistry.

"Bambina, what boss is trying to say is we are into Mafia and that should be a secret because it will do no good to any of us." Ferb explained like I used to do to my pet mosquito years ago.

Ah, good old days! My dear mosquito was such a great companion at night.

"That is alright. I will not tell anyone if you don't want me to. It is nothing great to tell anyone anyways. You are getting nervous over nothing." I assured both the men genuinely.

I mean, come one, what if he is a mafia he is not a big shot in my eyes. Also I think being Mafia is outdated these days. Few decades ago, they may be viewed as some big hotshots but these days, Mafia is not different from milkmen and postmen.

"You do know I am Miguel Diaz, yes? Have you heard of my name before? Do you know how dangerous I am?" The old white haired man sneered at me with his yellowish teeth quite on display.

Eww, Colgate should take him for the experiment!

Now that I look at him, he must have ate a lot of wrong things in the past to have the remittances of them lease on his teeth till now.

"I don't. How it is even related to what we are talking about? Being dangerous is another of your secret?" I wondered loudly, trying the best of my ability to understand what exactly is the old man's problem.

Why would someone tell the other that they are dangerous?

That is so off-topic!

Is this old man looking for topics to talk to me?

"F**king hell, where did you idiots get her from?" He yelled out loudly at the men surrounding me. Ferb flinched back a little but I raced to the old man and gave him a shoulder massage so he could relax.

"I don't mind if you are dangerous or not, Mr. Oldie. Old people like you should take care of your emotions and not lash out suddenly. What if you have a sudden heart failure?" I said forcing him to stay seated as I pressed my fingers on the back of his neck to relax his nerves.

Being an acupuncturist aspirant has its advantages.

"Don't fret, oldie boss; I give massage to my papa too so you can trust me in this. However, seeing how old you are, it is not really good for you to loose your temper so easily and that too without any solid reason. I know what age can do to people. Even though I am only twenty two, I am much more moody now than a year earlier." I enlightened him as I massaged his shoulders.

I thought he would be so much strong as he said he is into some kind of mafia but I could press him back to chair with just one hand.

Age... I say!

"Listen to me well, you should take care of your health first at your sensitive age. If you have any problems then I can even give you acupuncture treatment. I see your skin pores are too large so pressing needles into them is not difficult at all." Seeing how the oldie boss is too moody, I tried my best to sooth his worries through my nice words.

Mama, papa, if you see me now, you will bungee jump with pride.

The Oldie inhaled in and out for good time and when his mood is back to neutral grounds, he gestured me to sit. Taking my previous throne, I smiled widely at him for no reason.

Thinking about it now, the oldie boss looks much older than papa but he has such smile giving face.

"Miss Black, listen well. This is how things work for us. You now know I am Miguel Diaz and a Mafia boss, right?" I nodded my head as he spoke slowly enunciating each and every word with such clarity that I usually heard from Google voice assistant.

"People who know of that secret are not dealt with easily by us. We either kill them or blackmail them." The oldie boss said making me wonder again about his words.

Okay? So since he told me his secret, he wants to either kill me or blackmail me?

Being a big mafia he claims to be, he is too poor in making options.

"Okay, you can try killing me then." I nodded trying to have a broad mind regarding their customs and rules.

Ferb's eyes widened suddenly as he stood before me blocking my view. He turned to the oldie boss and pleaded him to think a lot about it.

Aww... is he trying to protect me?

One glare from the Oldie, he went back to stand behind the oldie. The oldie boss looked at me with the same look I have when I gaze at falling stars.

"You want me to kill you?" He asked as he gasped like a Victorian age lady.

"I'm considered a very lucky person, even if you try to, I will still have my luck with me and I shall live as happily as ever." I assured him.

My luck is like my huge shield. Even if he puts a bullet in my head, considering my severe luck, bullet will break before it reaches my head.

Oldie cleared his throat as he took the drink from Ferb and drank it in one swig. "Why not I don't kill you and just blackmail you for time being?" The Oldie asked to which Ferb pressed his lips hardly as if he was trying not to laugh.

"I am fine with that too." I nodded again seeming fair with that option too. It not a big deal to get blackmailed anyway.

The oldie looks too old to have much energy to blackmail for a long time anyways so why not give him a chance.

"With what will you blackmail me? You know nothing about me." I don't understand these men reactions. Why are they all looking at me like I'm from some kind of zoo?

Did I say something I shouldn't?

"I will investigate about you and probably blackmail you about your parents or something."

"Then should I call them and let them know of it beforehand?" I voiced out my doubt as I thought thoroughly about this.

Being blackmailed is a once in a lifetime happening so I can't just let this go so easily. I should gain good thrill and experience from it.

Wait... How about... How about...!

"Hey Oldie boss, how about you fulfill one of my greatest wishes while still managing to blackmail me?" I offered getting excited at how things are turning out.

"Greatest wish? Why would I?"

"Oh come one, I am cool about the blackmail thing right? Can't you just fulfill a small wish of mine? Please, can you arrange a stalker for me? Please, oldie Please!" I pulled out a puppy mosquito face to get him to agree.

"Look at it this way, you can have a stalked tailed at me and blackmail me in the process; a win-win call I say." I proposed as I stood from the chair and offered my hand to him to seal the deal.

"Child, what do you take on daily basis? I want to smuggle it." He asked me. "Why do you want to get stalked?"

"I want to feel the thrill and excitement of it. Please. Can you please give me a stalker?" I rubbed my hands pleading him. "Since half of your bones are already rotten with age, why don't you give the task to a young man of latest trend? But the man should have good knowledge on being stealthy and secretive. Importantly, he should be of latest trend and fashion. Do you have someone like that?" I talked excitedly as I skipped a couple of times in utter thrill.

Silence... utter silence.

Oldie, Ferb or anyone else in the room did not speak anything at all. They just stared at me. No one spoke, no one made any kind of sound, They just kept staring at me and the other men even had their mouth open as they gaped at me.

Is it too much to ask for a stalker? I just want to lessen the oldie's work and still have my wish fulfilled.