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Chapter 10-2
"You might be surprised how often that works," she said with a smile. "But no, most of them have a little more criminal experience than you." "So did you, like, go to the local thief's market and start recruiting? Or is there a chat room or something where you all hang out and sharpen your digital knives?" "I think you're great and all Paul. Don't get me wrong. But if the others heard you asking too many questions like this, they might take it the wrong way. You're still an unknown quantity to them and they - well, me too I guess - we're all kind of guarded about our own history." "Oh man," said Paul. "I'm sorry. I should've realized. It's just, well, this is all so weird for me." "Chill. It's cool. I'm not mad or anything. I'm just giving you a little advice by way of prefac
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