Impromptu Arrival

A tall white man in a black business suit with properly coiffed black hair, holding a briefcase, stood and looked around the store. Then, he took a few steps and stopped in front of the counter.

Switching the briefcase to his left hand, he stretched his right hand out toward Nick and greeted him with a light smile.

"Good morning. I'm John Dalton," he said, his left eye notably shut. Nick figured he was probably blind in that eye.

Despite feeling the entire atmosphere was a bit too official, Nick returned the handshake with a firm grip. He noticed this man might not actually be a customer.

"I'm Nicholas. How can I help you, John Dalton?" Nick was intrigued.

"I am here to see this fine store's owner and manager, Mr. Jack Singh," Mr. John Dalton said straightforwardly, his voice sounding ashy.