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' "Then you weren't listening in there," she said, giving
me one of her smug grins. "The manager gave me a big

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clue for where to try next."

"... And that was?"

"Don't you remember he said no criminal would rob
this Hoos guy?"

"Quite. So?"

". . . So if there's a criminal connection here, I should
be able to get some information out of the underworld.''

That sounded a tad ominous to me, but I have long
since learned not to argue with Tananda when she gets
her mind set on something. Instead, I decided to try a
different approach.

"Not to be a noodge," I noodged, "but how do you
propose to find said underworld? They don't exactly list
in the yellow pages, you know."

Her pace slowed noticeably.

"That's a problem," she admitted. "Still, there must
be a way to get information around ..."

"Can I offer you a glass of cold juice. Miss?"

It was my friend from the morning with his vending
cart. A part of me wanted to wave him off, as interrupting
little sister in mid-scheme is not the healthiest of pastimes,
but I couldn't think of a way to do it without breaking
character. Tananda surprised me, however. Instead of
removing his head at the waist for breaking into her
thought process, she turned her most dazzling smile on
him.

"Well, hi there!" she purred. "Say, I never did get
a chance to thank you for giving me directions to the
police station this morning."

Now, little sister's smiles can be devastating to the
nervous system of anyone of the male gender, and this
individual was no exception.