C40 A Client with Mysteries

“Stop,” he said all of a sudden as he reached for my hand.

“Let go…” I said immediately.

I tried to pull my hand away, but he only held on to it tighter than before.

“Hi there, can I have the usual? Oh, make that double the usual…” he called out at a shop.

“Sure thing! You hardly drop by anymore…” a man’s voice replied.

“Shit got busy…sorry…” he called back