“He had to be very, very careful how and when he made his switches from one persona to the other, and those switches were best done when he knew there was no chance of anyone following him. By day, there was no guarantee. He knew what he would do if he was following someone, and those were tricks he might have a hard time sussing out, if the person tailing him was as good as he was. There was only one sure-fire way to avoid being followed; wait until the streets were clear enough that he could t...hin his shields and pick out the thoughts of anyone close enough to actually have eyes on him. So, once he left Aunty Minda’s, he headed to the spot where Coot ran the messenger service. Coot had taken down the shutter and opened the place up for the day; he had a loft over the stall where he slept. There had already been a nice little metal stove of the sort that Amily’s protege Tuck had invented installed behind the counter, with a metal chimney to carry the smoke away.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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