The Mafia's Obsession

The bell above the door of the diner chimed, announcing a new customer. As they stepped inside, a hush fell over the usually noisy room. You glanced up from your work and saw the most handsome, and intimidating, man you had ever encountered, dressed in a fine black suit, followed by two equally sharp-dressed men.

He exuded power and wealth, and a shiver of unease ran down your spine as everyone in the diner seemed to instinctively make way for him. He took a seat, his eyes scanning the room with an intensity that made you quickly avert your gaze.

Tina, your coworker, nudged you and whispered, "Go and take their orders." Your heart pounded against your ribs. You knew you should avoid this man, but a reluctant sigh escaped your lips as you headed towards their table, your palms sweating and shaking.