Asian male, early 30s, wearing pressed beige dress pants, black t-shirt, and spotless black sneakers, carrying a black computer bag with pink ribbon pinned to the pocket.
The Bonehunters, Steven Erikson (Bantam)
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The animal looked as though pieced together from disparate, unidentifiable parts, only roughly approximately a dog's shape. Humped, uneven shoulder muscles, a neck as thick round as a grown man's thigh, misshapen, muscle-knitted haunches, a chest deep as a desert lion's.
She kept her back to him, palming the crease scar. He stood behind her, one hand on her bare shoulder, the other on his waist, as if she was keeping him from crumpling.
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