The bar was full of people who stunk of alcohol, and lights that partially blinded you. But even with dozens of people, bright lights and the slight mist made by the fog machine, you could see him clear as day. His eyes burning a whole into your head. It was as if everyone else had disappeared and it was just the two of you. You silently cursed yourself for feeling this way about your bodyguard and afterwards walked to the bar, where Ghost stood, and ordered a drink.