He paced the room distractedly, pulling his cell phone out of the jacket pocket to check for messages, then jammed it back in place, irritated that she hadn"t called yet.
He paced the room distractedly, pulling his cell phone out of the jacket pocket to check for messages, then jammed it back in place, irritated that she hadn"t called yet.His face was stern and unwrinkled, his black hair combed straight back from his forehead, and he carried himself with the confident air of someone both experienced and street-smart. He reached up to scratch his cheek with his left hand, a hand with smooth unblemished skin, mismatched against his mottled right hand scarred from the fire that exploded in his fist on his last mission.
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