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I slowed down for Grayson. He shuffled to keep up, his boot scrapping the asphalt. I felt better once we had stepped into the trees, into cover-that was in my blood, the impulse to hide, to sneak. If you kept secrets for a living, you start keeping them all the time. You kept secrets for practice, for no reason at all.