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lost his footing and flopped down right beside his brother.
    His heart pounding, Lewis looked up and saw Loki’s monster looming over them. It raised its claws and prepared to strike.

3. A Man Called Mallet
    Lewis gritted his teeth and braced himself for the deadly blow.
    But at that instant a figure leaped suddenly from the narrow alleyway of Granny Clarke’s Wynd, like a rabbit popping out of its hole.
    It was Susie Spinetti.
    As the monster lunged at the boys, she swung her hockey stick and hooked it around its ankle. The boys rolled desperately aside as the ice creature toppled face first into the snow.
    “Ka-BOOM!” Susie crowed in triumph.
    It was what she shouted whenever she scored a goal.
    “Spinny!” Greg exclaimed, as he struggled to his feet, pulling Lewis up beside him.
    “Come on, you two, don’t hang about!” Susie cried, bounding off in her thick-soled boots. “Good thing for you I hung back in defence.”
    “It’s lucky for us she’s a pal,” said Lewis, as he and Greg toiled after her.
    The deep snow made it impossible to move quickly. When Lewis glanced back he saw the ice monster heave itself upright. With a noise like an avalanche, it started after them, closing the gap with long, purposeful strides.
    “We’ll never get away from that thing!” Lewis gasped.
    “We’ll have to stand and fight then,” said Greg. “Here, give me a loan of that stick, Spinny.”
    “Don’t be daft,” said Susie. “Come on, we’ll duck in here.”
    She swerved left, vaulted up a couple of steps and dived through the revolving door of the Rannoch Hotel. The boys dashed in behind her and stumbled into the brightly lit foyer.
    Following hard on their heels, the snow monster hurled itself at the revolving door. Without a brain to understand how the door worked, the creature got trapped in one section. Instead of exiting, it sent the door into a wild spin.
    Faster and faster it flew around, the monster clattering about like a glass tumbler in a washing machine. Chips flew off at every impact until suddenly it shattered into smithereens. When the door slowed to halt all that was left was a harmless scattering of ice.
    “Fife Flames one, ice robots nil!” Susie declared with satisfaction.
    Lewis yanked off his woolly hat. “Loki could easily whip up another one of those things to send after us,” he muttered to Greg.
    “The heat in here would probably melt it,” said Greg.
    “Fair enough,” Lewis conceded, “but we can’t stay put forever. Suppose Loki’s waiting outside?”
    “One thing at a time,” said Greg, turning to Susie. “Not that we don’t appreciate the help, Spinny, but what exactly are you doing here?”
    “I knew you were up to something,” said Susie, “and it’s easy to trail folk when they leave footprints in the snow.” She fixed them with a challenging stare. “If you ask me, it’s you boys that have got some explaining to do.”
    Lewis noticed that they were drawing disapproving glances from a number of guests who were seated in comfy chairssipping coffee.
    “Over here,” he said, leading the way to a quiet spot by a potted rubber plant.
    Susie lost no time in getting to the point. “Spill it. Who is that guy in the fur coat and how did he make that monster come out of the snow?”
    As Lewis groped for words, the revolving door spun around and Loki came sauntering across the hotel lobby. He scanned the foyer and Lewis’ heart skipped a beat when his sharp eyes spotted them.
    Loki popped a stick of chewing gum into his mouth and walked over to them.
    “No cigar today?” Greg inquired.
    “My doctor told me to give them up,” said Loki.
    Lewis forced himself to speak boldly. “That’s right, without any magic powers, you’re just a guy.”
    “And you can’t pull any of your snow tricks in here,” said Greg.
    “Don’t be so sure of that,” said Loki. He raised an eyebrow at Susie. “And who’s this little spitfire?”
    “Leave her out of it,” said