The listing, PB *Making Money* by *Terry Pratchett* has ended.
Amazingly, former arch-swindler-turned-Postmaster General Moist von Lipwig has somehow managed to get the woefully inefficient Ankh-Morpork Post Office running like...well, not like a government office at all. Now the supreme despot Lord Vetinari wants Moist to resuscitate the venerable Royal Mint - so that perhaps it will no longer cost considerably more than a penny to make a penny. Moist doesn't want the job. However, a request from Ankh-Morpork's current ruling tyrant isn't a "request" per se, more like a "once-in-a-lifetime-offer-you-can-certainly-refuse-if-you-feel-you've-lived-quite-long-enough." So, Moist will just have to learn how to deal with elderly Royal Bank chairman Topsy (nee Turvy) lavish and her two loaded crossbows, a face-lapping Mint manager, and a chief clerk who's probably a vampire. But he'll soon be making lethal enemies as well as money, especially if he can't figure out where all the gold has gone.