the smuggler’s bible


The problem with a cipher is that at best it introduces confusion and might even be mistaken for true gibberish instead of the sort that’s charged with hidden meaning. So instead they lay it out plain and give it to the kid behind the ice cream counter.

“He’ll get it with his change,” Lowen says, smoking under the tree. “With any luck, he’ll read it too.”

“What if he doesn’t believe it?”

“He won’t. That’s why he’ll come. He can guess—but not know—how much we’re onto already. He’s not sunk, but he’s certainly not in the winner’s corner.”