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nently labeled Hoos National Bank.

Tananda was on her feet and moving in a flash.

' "Thanks, Chumley. This may not be so bad after all."

"Don't forget. We're terribly close to the police sta-
tion," I cautioned, hurrying to keep up.

"What do you mean, 'we'?" she said, stopping ab-
ruptly. "This is my assignment, big brother, so don't
interfere or get underfoot. Capish?"

Realizing I was here to try to keep her out of trouble,
I thought it ill-advised to start a brawl with Tananda in
the middle of a public street, much less in front of a
police station.

"Perish the thought. I just thought I'd tag along . . .
as an observer. You know I love watching you work.
Besides, as Mums always said, 'You can never tell when
a friendly witness can come in handy.' "

I'm not sure if my words assured her, or if she simply
accepted that a confirming report wouldn't hurt, but she
grunted silently and headed into the bank.

The place was pretty standard for a bank: tellers' cages,
tables for filling out deposit or withdrawal slips, etc. The
only thing that was at all noteworthy was a special win-
dow for Inter-Dimensional Currency Exchange, which
to me indicated that they did more demon business than
might be expected for such an out-of-the-way dimension.
I was going to point this out to Tananda, but she appar-
ently had plans of her own. Without so much as a glance
at the windows, she marched up to the manager's office.

"May I help you. Miss?" the twitty-looking fellow
seated there said with a notable lack of sincerity.

"Yes. I'd like to see Mr. Hoos."

That got us a long, slow once-over with the weak eyes,
his gaze lingering on me for several extra beats. I did

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my best to look innocent . . . which is not that easy to
do for a troll.