Hill examined her closely. She certainly didn't seem any the worse for wear. No trauma appeared in that lilting step, no morose ponderings in that che...erful, wide-open face. Hill muttered a silent prayer of thanks to himself."Wait'll you hear what I've got to tell you!" Molly gasped to the twins."What?" Donna gasped."Later! Later!" Unh, I see," Hill said, as he caught her surreptitious glance at him. "It's not fit for adult ears, ehh?"Molly giggled and blushed. "Well, no, as a matter of fact.. A clue that takes all of the perplexing pieces juggling around in my consciousness and guides them into a form that makes the great picture come into focus in a way I’ve never seen it before.I’ve had precious few of these gifts in my life, but recently I had the strangest, and most powerful one yet.I’ve been trying to figure out how to put it to words in a way that would make sense, and although I think I can get the general idea across, I’m not really sure if it’s there’s a way to completely. If he owes money, I want to know how hard they’re squeezing him. I want all the dirt there is to have on him.”“Mr. Carmichael is the source of your woes?” he asked, and we could hear him typing on a computer.“He is, indeed. Is he a current client or part owner?” I asked, dreading that thought.“Owner, no,” he said, combing for the name. “He’s not a client either, so that’s not an issue. I want to check one thing though. Let me call you back and then we can talk in more detail.”Mel hung up and. The other doors were standard office doors. None of them looked like they had come off of the vault of a bank. He looked at the monster dial and wondered what the combination was to unlock the door. He knocked on the door while mumbling, “I guess they take their security seriously.”He tried knocking on the door a second time. He could barely hear it. He was about to give up when he noticed a plate affixed to the wall three feet from the door. Across the top of the plate were the words, Paladin.