The Antitoi shop and the A.F.R. (pp. 484–486)
can now see, in the carefully placed display mirrors’ angles, spikes of light off rotary metal rotating at a height about waist-level to a huge standing man […] tries to cover his little-stepped flight with a thunderous shot that goes high and shatters an angled full-length planar door-mirror, spraying anodized glass and replacing the reflection of a blanket-lapped A.F.R. wearing a plastic fleur-de-lis-with-sword-stem mask on his face with a jagged stelliform hole
Context
The assault runs on the shop's own optics both ways. The rig works once: Lucien learns the A.F.R. are inside not by seeing them but by reading "spikes of light off rotary metal" — wheel-glint — in the display mirrors' angles, waist-level motion at the "mirrored peripheries" his sightlines can't reach directly. Then the catalogued shatter: his one covering shot goes high and kills a mirror instead of a man, and the raw gives the mirror a death-image of its own — the masked A.F.R.'s reflection "replaced" by a jagged stelliform hole, the assassin erased from the glass a beat before Lucien himself is taken. The A.F.R.-and- mirrors complex (roster 163's ambush plan, screen n110/n304's road mirrors) here at its most literal: the men the mirrors were built to catch, caught only as light-spikes, and the glass the first casualty.