"Just consider it.  That is all we ask. Good day to you," Tock answered before he clanked off on some other order of business, leaving Kristen free to be on her way.<br/><br/>She saw something strange as she exited the Precinct Station: across the street, Mister Bennett was reading a newspaper.  He looked up, nodded once to her, and went back to the paper.  Another sharp-faced man slipped out of the cafe right next door to where Gordon was reading.  Giving Kristen a not-quite-subtle-enough look, he scuttled off down the street to what looked like a phone booth...(sharp-faced?  He had a giant thumbtack where his head should have been!)<br/><br/>There was a taxi idling partway up the block.  Maybe she could get a ride?