The Lost Metal (Mistborn, #7)

by Brandon Sanderson

City folk, particularly politicians, were intimidated by small arms. They preferred to kill people with more modern weapons, like poverty and despair.

Ha! Nice one.

Here he had to depend on others to do the right thing. And so far there had been no greater test of his faith in humanity—serial killers included—than working with politicians.

Checks out.

They still hadn’t seen their actual server, which made sense. This was a seriously fancy place; you could tell by their contempt for their customers.