Death and a Shot

"They say he can see inside your mind" the man behind the bar said
I was staring at a man who had just walked in and sat on the last bar stool
What made me notice him was the large dark sunglasses he was wearing
It was dark outside, so I thought to myself, this is strange, does he really think he looks cool
I guess the bartender saw that my eyes had been following the man in sunglasses
"What?" I said, I must've been staring so hard that I forgot where I was at
"Everytime he comes in here, he freaks out one of my costumers and then he leaves"
The bartender says as he pours me another shot of coke and jack
I slam the drink back and before I can get the glass back to the bar, A hand grabs my shoulder
I could feel the coldness of his finger through two shirts, "Excuse me sir"
I jumped a little, surprised and confused, I turned to face the man