My Stalker : My Well-Wisher? Or ...?

Chapter 24

My mind is still in a whirlpool after last night's shocking relevations of things. The bustling and hustling of cafe is doing nothing to elevate my mood. Roo has not came today and that is worst.

I've to suck it up alone.

I was in library section helping a girl finding book when Priya comes to me and says some customer is calling for me. 

"If you need help in finding something else, call me or anyone. And.. I'll walk up to next isle and check that up even." I said with a wink and with her ever smiling face nodding, I walk back down to meet who wants to meet me.

As I walk down the stairs, the first thing I see is bustling of crowd in cafe. I watch cafe like a proud mother watching her daughter succeed. I'm mother and cafe is my child and I'm really happy at its success.

As I was just watching over the cafe, my eyes go over to the one male specie leaning over the wall, watching cafe. His cold grey eyes were watching or observing I should say, everything happening in cafe, with not a single show of affection on his face.

The difference between  our both gazes was stone cold. While I watching with affection and love, he was watching over with calculative eyes. Noticing everything happening and noting them.

I take a moment to look over him. He's alone. I think. Hopefully. He's in suit but doesn't look any businessman. He's bulky. Got muscles for sure. He's wearing black suit, black turtleneck. Doesn't look Indian. He actually looks.. Italian.

I sigh. Not again pls.. not atleast in front of everyone.

His eyes comes on me, like sending my gaze on him. He looks at me for a moment and I make my exterior hard, not a spec of emotion showing.

I watch him smirk widely. He's eyeing me down like I'm his prey. He's amused.  My eyes narrow down at him, trying to guess what he's upto. But I don't get much time.

With a wink, he's out of the cafe and I there stand still, even after his departure.

What was he upto ?

I shake my head and get back to work. With Roo not here, the work load is heavy and I tired.

I work here and there, helping everyone I can but I can feel my mind not being stable enough. It's like I'm there but I'm not there.

My brain is thousand miles ahead of me, twisting at every nook and turn, sending me in whirlpool of thoughts and doubts.

I'll be honest. I'm worried. At first, I was just worried about killers and Italian Mafia but now, this stalker. He for sure is someone not to be taken lightly.

Another thought that worries me is what will happen when they get me where they want me ? What do they want ? Will my fate be torturous death by people who want me so dead that they will kill me and unkill me again just to kill me again, deathly toturous I might add.

And what about the stalker? That unknown man. What is his motive ? Romantic ? Or should I say, obsessive interest ? But then I think he would have striked earlier. Or probably waiting for right opportunity.

Not forgetting his connection to mafia ? And Zoro and his team. What are they up to ? Where are they ?

I feel someone shoving me on my arms, I immediately get back to earth and take the persons hand in my hands and my gaze falls on person.

Guilt chimes on to me.

It was Priya. She has shocked and  afraid face. Her eyes are wide as saucers and her one hand in mine, another in between us.