Crooked Kingdom (Six of Crows, #2)

by Leigh Bardugo

“That’s good to know, Hanna.” Her mouth opened into a little O. “How do you know my name?” “I know all children’s names.” “You do?” “Oh, yes. Albert who lives next door and Gertrude on Ammberstraat. I live under their beds and in the backs of the closets.”

“Anyone can shoot,” she’d told him. “But not everybody can aim.”

“When people see a cripple walking down the street, leaning on his cane, what do they feel?” Wylan looked away. People always did when Kaz talked about his limp, as if he didn’t know what he was or how the world saw him. “They feel pity. Now, what do they think when they see me coming?” Wylan’s mouth quirked up at the corner. “They think they’d better cross the street.”