After finally reading the much-talked-about Fight Club, with which I was disappointed, I swore I’d never […]
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Mr. Kingfisher was even more imposing in person than he had been from a distance. He moved with a grace usually reserved for men half his size and looked like he could bench press a horse. His long black hair was tied behind his head in a ponytail, and his piercing blue eyes locked on to Shawn’s the moment Shawn and his father walked into the restaurant.

— Sundown Rising