"And Braxen," Stealth whispered in cold tones, "no matter what you think of me or the rest of us, know this: if Raven had performed this hit, the only way you’d know anything was amiss would be by reading his memoirs. The fact is, you’ve got him to thank for not having to mop up buckets of La Plante Cartel and Shadowrider blood. As for me, well, next time you want to surprise someone, don’t stand in one place for so long. The thermographic bleed from your feet gave you away the second the wall started to rise."