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First Impressions
Oct. 24th, 2016 04:19 pmThen Maura went for the front door and reappeared in the living room with a tall man.
He was very ... gray. He wore a dark gray V-neck T-shirt that emphasized the muscular slope to his shoulders. His slacks were a deeper gray. His hair was an ashy blond, drained of color, and so was the fashionable week-old facial hair round his mouth. Even his irises were gray. It escaped none of the women in the room that he was handsome. - The Dream Thieves, pg 107 & 108 (kindle edition)
But this was a handsome, wiry man all dressed in gray; Ronan had never seen him before. - The Dream Thieves, pg 252 (kindle edition)
He would have never put the words hit man to him. To him, a hit man was something else. A bouncer. A bodybuilder. An action hero. This wary predator was none of those things. His build was unassuming, all sly kinetics, but his eyes —
Ronan was suddenly afraid of him. He was afraid of him in the same way that he was afraid of the night horrors. Because they had killed him before, and they would kill him again, and he precisely remembered the pain of each death. - The Dream Thieves, pg 380 (kindle edition)
He was very ... gray. He wore a dark gray V-neck T-shirt that emphasized the muscular slope to his shoulders. His slacks were a deeper gray. His hair was an ashy blond, drained of color, and so was the fashionable week-old facial hair round his mouth. Even his irises were gray. It escaped none of the women in the room that he was handsome. - The Dream Thieves, pg 107 & 108 (kindle edition)
But this was a handsome, wiry man all dressed in gray; Ronan had never seen him before. - The Dream Thieves, pg 252 (kindle edition)
He would have never put the words hit man to him. To him, a hit man was something else. A bouncer. A bodybuilder. An action hero. This wary predator was none of those things. His build was unassuming, all sly kinetics, but his eyes —
Ronan was suddenly afraid of him. He was afraid of him in the same way that he was afraid of the night horrors. Because they had killed him before, and they would kill him again, and he precisely remembered the pain of each death. - The Dream Thieves, pg 380 (kindle edition)
