Sometimes covers were shelters, and sometimes covers were keys. Used properly, they could get you in anywhere (even the most exclusive jewelry store in South America). They could unlock anything (even that store’s state-of-the-art safe). But, most of all, covers were reality—at least for a little while—so Alex couldn’t help but feel grateful that King’s cover was “American Asshole” and they didn’t have to work too hard to make it stick.
