The Discworld is very much like our own - if our own were to consist of a flat planet balanced on the back of four elephants which stand on the back of a giant turtle, that is . . .
Whoever said you can't fool an honest man wasn't one.
The Royal Bank is facing a crisis, and it's time for a change of management.
There are a few problems that may arise with the job . . . The Chief Cashier is almost certainly a vampire - there's something nameless in the cellar and it turns out that the Royal Mint runs at a loss. Meanwhile, people actually want to know where the money's gone. It's a job for life.
But, as former con-man Moist von Lipwig is learning, that life is not necessarily a long one.