City of Miracles (The Divine Cities, #3)

by Robert Jackson Bennett

He does not mind their chatter. Better to think less of him than too much. Too much attention draws eyes.

She always had a deep dislike of large, wide spaces. She never said it, but he suspected it was her training: in a big room, lots of people can see you from far away, where you might not be able to see them.

Are you her self-anointed avenging angel? How very masculine of you.”

You are a damned odd bird, sir.

there were three ways of thinking about things. There were things you knew. Then there were things you knew you didn’t know. And then there were the things you didn’t know that you didn’t know.”