On a busy European street, the killer serpentined through a crowd. He was a powerful man. Dark and potent. Deceptively agile. His muscles still felt hard from the thrill of his meeting.
The first quotation made me cringe a bit, but this one made me think the author is Dan Brown. I haven't touched his books, but I read a parargraph of of The Da Vinci Code over someone's shoulder. I am having trouble describing how amateurish and forced just that little snippet was.
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