“Where did you…?”
Jack shook his head at Daria. He"d just put down five hundred thousand galacti for the Circi Crown Jewels. “You don"t want to know.”
“That man I saw on the news yesterday!” The realization spread visibly across her face, her grin at Jack broadening. “Arrested for grand larceny—sixty-five million gone from the Ballsy Palace vault, and only one satchel of fifty thousand recovered. You didn"t have anything to do with that, did you, Jack?”
“Not a thing.”
“I thought I recognized him,” Daria said, as though Jack had answered otherwise. “He came to our door, didn"t he?”
He was glad the three of them were alone, Misty in front of a mirror trying on a tiara. “And here"s something else for you.” He handed her a flim.
“Certificate of Deposit,” she read. “Metropli Bank, Dorado
