"Just pay attention, dang it! It took good men a lifetime to figure this stuff out!" The old man was breathing harder. "When I say ‘quiet,’ that means no talking. You don’t brag about what you’re doing. Ever. You just do it, and you never demand any credit. If nobody ever knows who you are, then nobody knows what you did. Except for the enemy, of course." The old man cackled and coughed. "Every day, Russki spy-sats counted every car in our parking lots! Those spies in Moscow, they knew a lot more about my work than my own family ever did."