





It's an offer you can't refuse. Who would not wish to be the man in charge of Ankh-Morpork's Royal Mint and the bank next door? It's a job for life. But, as former con-man Moist von Lipwig is learning, the life is not necessarily for long.
The chief cashier is almost certainly a vampire. There's something nameless in the cellar (and the cellar itself is pretty nameless). A 300-year-old wizard is after his girlfriend, and he's about to be exposed as a fraud - but the Assassins Guild might get him first. In fact, a lot of people want him dead. Oh...and every day he has to take the chairman for "walkies". Everywhere he looks he's making enemies. What he should be doing is...making money!