#rivervale_lodge

"Yep. Soft gloves too"

"I won't disturb them, then. They're in good, gloved, hands." he nods "I'll be about patrol, then."

"Actually, maybe you could help us? Not with the workk, that would slow us down, but we saw some shifty looking types eying this house whenn we came in"

"Where?"

they point to the corner of the street, and he sees a ssmall gahering near a head of 3 men. Lower income, but that's the area and no crime. But one has a bulge in a jacket pocket

"Mm." Frank considers "You have any of your guys go inside the house?"

"Just about to"

Frank nods. "I'm wondering if there's anything inside that might show Jeff Senior got desperate, got into some business that isn't healthy for him or the family. And those guys want answers?"

"We'll do a quick look" They offer annd go on in to do so

at least two of them do.

Another says "they'e scouting the place"

"At least, I think they arre. Maybe they found out he has things worth robbing?"

"Pretty damn quick for word to get around." Frank rumbles, although he does not deny the possibility.

"true. Maybe we've drawn too much attention?"

"Want to try running the contest win by them?" he indicates those gathered with a subtle nod... then pauses to ken them. They -are- mortal?

They are

"We'll appoach and just 'chatter' but be ready to save us if they mug us, Okay?"

Frank nods, and fades back; perhaps he can find his way to an unobserved point while the mortals are distracted?

Stealthy trolls? they can be found...

Frank does the best he can; even if he can stand behind the house, or a shed, and observe....

Fortunately he has great ears. And hears

"You sure they won a lottery?"

"Yeah... I mean, I'm pretty sure"

"Well who are THESE guys? Bringing some new flat screen TV?"

"We better wait em out"

-That- does not sound promising. Frank waits for feedback from Team Boggan.

Team bogggan scoots closer and makes coversation about the prize of 'refunishin'

trying to make it clear to any eavesdrroppers there is nno winning lotto money or flat screen TV

Frank watches to see if the mortals buy it.

They do... but grumble...

"Come on, let's hit that laundry mat guy. I heard he doesn't have a gun"

There IS a laundry mat about 1 mile from here. Looks like hese guys are going to rob it instead

And chances are good they DO have a gun. Frank thinks about that laundry mat, not that he's putting himself a judge and jury....

The gguy who runs it is a bit callous, but one couldn't say evil

Crime wouldn't be beneficial to the criminals, either. Frank approaches Harvey.

"Harvey, you have things in hand here. I'm going to move on. Let me know if you need anything."

"Will do, be careful, Frank. Those guys seemed to hungry for something that's not gonna fill them. "

Frank nods. "I know. I'm going to go see what's on the menu. Take care." and he is off to the laundrymat.

Harvey nods then stops, and mutters something "May the Good lord keep you, safe for your friends, safe for family, and safe for a world in need"

And glamour pops over Frank

He blinks. "Thank you, Harvey." touched that he would spend Glamour so... and a bit surprised.

A wink and the boggan moves on in to get to work

And Frank heads out.