It was the chilly season and a Monday morning, and Cool Jones sat at his Pro doing what he liked least, which was writing a report on a fire claim. Something seemed wrong--real wrong--but Cool didn't know yet what was up. Also, he had logged in, and checked out, his bank balance and saw $10,000 that was not his. Cool knew that Santa Claus was just a story that grownups made up for kids, and he was damn sure he didn't know anyone who liked him enough to give him a $10,000 Christmas gift. Cool figured it would be one of those days as he got on the phone to the bank to and give them what-for...