Foulstew escorted Adam, Sally, and Watch to the interdimensional portal. As if on cue, Bryce and Cindy stuffed three frozen demons through the tombstone, opening the magic doorway so that they could get back to where they belonged. It was then and only then that Watch and Adam finally trusted Bryce. They could hear him and Cindy yelling on the other side to hurry and return. But Foulstew seemed sad to see them go. He handed Adam his business card.
“If you have any legal problems in the future, be sure to give me a call,” he said.
“We will,” Adam promised, studying the card and then putting it in his back pocket. He was surprised to see that the demon had a fax machine.
“Have you ever met your human counterpart?” Watch asked, curious.
“No, but I’ve heard a lot about him,” Foulstew said. “He’s supposed to have visited here several times. I heard he’s mayor of your town, or at least he used to be mayor.”
Sally laughed. “Bum! I should have known. You two have a lot in common!”
“Tell me,” Adam said to Foulstew. “That book of rules you have—it really helped us out. Do you know who wrote it?”
But Foulstew just winked as he turned and walked away.
“You’ll have to ask Bum that question. He’s the only one who knows.”
“Ask that worthless old tramp?” Sally muttered as they got ready to return home. “Why does he have so much secret knowledge?”
“Careful what you say about him,” Adam said.
Sally stopped and then burst out laughing. “Yeah, I forgot already! Someone somewhere is keeping score!”