»Ahoy, Mr. Bat! We're bill collectors after the three dollars you owe,« Huey shouted. He hoped the man would come down and pay the bill, but instead he laughed.

»Haw! If you want it, you'll have to come and get it,« the man called from his perch far above them. The boys looked at each other.

»We can't just talk to him. As soon as we take over this job it stops being easy,« grumbled Huey.