make a good showing.
“Could be a bit of a sticky wicket. Who is this chap, anyway?”
“The name is Hoos. Sounds like something out of Dr. Seuss, doesn’t it?”
“Actually, it sounds like a bank.”
“How’s that again?”
Instead of repeating myself, I simply pointed. Across the street and three doors down was a building prominently 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 station,” I cautioned, hurrying to keep up.
“What do you mean, we?” she said, stopping abruptly. “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 window 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 apparently 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 yes, his gaze lingering on me for several extra beats. I did my best to look innocent ... which is not that easy to do for a troll.
“I’m afraid that’s quite impossible,” he said at last, returning his attention to the work on his desk.
I could sense Tananda fighting with her temper and mentally crossed my fingers.
“It’s extremely urgent.”
The eyes flicked our way again, and he set his pencil down with a visible sigh.
“Then perhaps you’d better deal with me.”
“I have some information for Mr. Hoos, but I think he’d want to hear it personally.”
“That’s your opinion. If, after hearing it, I agree, then you might be allowed to repeat it to Mr. Hoos.”
Stalemate.
Tananda seemed to recognize this as well.
“Well, I don’t want to start a panic, but I have it on good authority that this bank is going to be robbed.”
I was a little surprised by this, though I did my best not to show it. The bank manager, however, seemed to take it in stride.
“I’m afraid you’re mistaken, young lady,” he said with a tight smile.
“My sources are seldom wrong,” she insisted.
“You’re new to Arcadia, aren’t you?”
“Well...”
“Once you’ve learned your way around, you’ll realize that there isn’t a criminal in the dimension who would steal from Mr. Hoos, much less try to rob his bank.”
This Hoos chap was starting to sound like quite a fellow. Little sister, however, was not so easily deterred.
“What about a criminal from another dimension? Someone who isn’t so impressed with Mr. Hoos?”
The manager raised an eyebrow.
“Like who, for example?”
“Well ... what if I and my friend here decided to ...” That was as far as she got.
For all his stuffiness, I had to admit the manager was good. I didn’t see him move or signal, but suddenly the bank was filled with armed guards. For some reason, their attention seemed to be centered on us.
I nudged Tananda, but she waved me off irritably.
“... Of course, that was