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"
You
heard
?
"
"
I
keep
my
ears
pricked
up
,
"
she
said
.
Then
to
Shadow
,
"
You
keep
out
of
their
way
.
There
are
too
many
secret
societies
out
there
,
and
they
have
no
loyalties
and
no
love
.
Commercial
,
independent
,
government
,
they
’
re
all
in
the
same
boat
.
They
range
from
the
barely
competent
to
the
deeply
dangerous
.
Hey
,
old
wolf
,
I
heard
a
joke
you
’
d
like
the
other
day
.
How
do
you
know
the
CIA
wasn
’
t
involved
in
the
Kennedy
assassination
?
"
"
I
’
ve
heard
it
,
"
said
Wednesday
.
"
Pity
.
"
She
turned
her
attention
back
to
Shadow
.
"
But
the
spookshow
,
the
ones
you
met
,
they
’
re
something
else
.
They
exist
because
everyone
knows
they
must
exist
.
"
She
drained
a
paper
cup
of
something
that
looked
like
white
wine
,
and
then
she
got
to
her
feet
.
"
Shadow
’
s
a
good
name
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
want
a
mochaccino
.
Come
on
.
"
She
began
to
walk
away
.
"
What
about
the
food
?
"
asked
Wednesday
.
"
You
can
’
t
just
leave
it
here
.
"
She
smiled
at
him
,
and
pointed
to
the
girl
sitting
by
the
dog
,
and
then
extended
her
arms
to
take
in
the
Haight
and
the
world
.
"
Let
it
feed
them
,
"
she
said
,
and
she
walked
,
with
Wednesday
and
Shadow
trailing
behind
her
.
"
Remember
,
"
she
said
to
Wednesday
,
as
they
walked
,
"
I
’
m
rich
.
I
’
m
doing
just
peachy
.
Why
should
I
help
you
?
"
"
You
’
re
one
of
us
,
"
he
said
.
"
You
’
re
as
forgotten
and
as
unloved
and
unremembered
as
any
of
us
.
It
’
s
pretty
clear
whose
side
you
should
be
on
.
"
They
reached
a
sidewalk
coffeehouse
,
went
inside
.
There
was
only
one
waitress
,
who
wore
her
eyebrow
ring
as
a
mark
of
caste
,
and
a
woman
making
coffee
behind
the
counter
.
The
waitress
advanced
upon
them
,
smiling
automatically
,
sat
them
down
,
took
their
orders
.
