A great roar rose from the crowd as many waved their hands in agreement. Those standing near the accountants heckled and ribbed them until they walked away in embarrassment.
“Hey, I got a good one for you all,” Hyatt outstretched his arms. “Let's take a gander at that Federal Reserve Bank down the way there on Liberty Street. Now, that place is holding onto ten percent of the gold reserves on this entire planet. That's right, you can take a tour and check it out for yourselves. Now, just in case you get any wild ideas, I'll let you know up front that each of them bars weighs twenty-eight pounds. They aren't them little bitty bars James Bond was chucking at Oddjob in that Goldfinger movie. Those guards working the late shift down there wear steel-tipped boots in case they drop one while th
