" I would have been fine.” “I couldn’t take the chance.” “Why not?” He hesitated. “Because as much as I hate to admit it, you’re good at what you do. And we can’t afford to lose someone who’s good.” “ ‘We’? ” she repeated. He glanced around. “Père Clément. And others like him.” “Forgers.” “Shhhh,” he said instantly. "

― Kristin Harmel , The Book of Lost Names