Failsafe's are great, until they get in your way

"So, if I am understanding this correctly, you don't know how much money I own?" Cass thought that his meetings would have gone smoothly, but he was in his first one, one with a bank head, and he could already feel a headache coming on. 

The bank head, who Cass had a chair brought over so he could sit down, was wringing his hands. He had brought a small bag full of papers, but it was clear that he was underprepared. Cass could understand somewhat. Sam had only reached out last night so it would have been a quick turn over. 

However, if you have someone like Lord Blackburn involved with your bank, would you not fucking know? 

Cass sighed, putting his head into his hand as the banker, a fairy, paled significantly. He swallowed.