Memories of a Lost Love
What's Eating Sly?
Silhouetted against the Parisian skyline a lone figure sat depressed. Sly stared out into space. He didn't feel like gong through the cops and robbers routine today. In fact he didn't want to go through with heist. Tucked neatly away in his backpack was the world's largest pure zirconium crystal. Though there were larger, this was in fact pure zirconium, hence the name, making it far more valuable at it's simple half a pound compared to twenty pounds of regular impure zirconium. Sly sighed to himself. 'Let's do the heist tonight Bentley said. It'll cheer you up Bentley said. It'll get her off your mind Bentley said. Why? Bentley's try to distract me with these heists at this time of year, every year, and it still doesn't work! '
The silence was broken by a pair of boots sliding across the gravel rooftop behind him.
"FREEZE COOPER!" yelled a familiar voice.
"Hello Inspector," Sly groaned, lacking in the enthusiasm he usually has towards Carmelita. "Let's just get this over with."
"I SAID FREEZE CRIMINAL!" Carmelita yelled, firing off her shock pistol. 'Why is he always like this at this time of year. It doesn't seem right. One job, he's putting out enough charm to get any other female cop to turn to a puddle with delight, the next, he sounds like he's ready to kill himself! Something happened to him.'
After a relatively short chase through the back alleyways of Paris, Carmelita lost track of Sly. "He didn't even bother to lay on the smallest bit of charm! Wait! What's with me, I'm missing his charm? No, I'm just so used to it that crap that it just seems weird that he'll rob and run and act as if he doesn't care about me other than just watch for my bullets.'
Meanwhile, Sly hopped in the van. He tossed the bag to an awaiting Penelope in the back who then took out the crystal and gave it to Bentley who then began studding it like a jeweler. Sly on the other hand was lacking in his usual smile and a pat on the back attitude. Everyone noticed.
"Come on Sly!" Murray tried to cheer. "It's in the past. Let the future be what you should be looking to."
"Nice logic Murray," Penelope said.
"What?" Murray asked.
"Never mind," Penelope grunted, Murray was so wise at times and yet those moments when he brings his logics it never seemed to last for more than five minutes.
At that same time, a certain vixen had seen the Cooper gang van coming up the road.
"Oh, I got you now Ringtail!" she said to herself as she ducked behind a dumpster and pulled out a small little device. "This little tracking device should take me right to your hideout!"
The van passed by and Carmelita jumped out and tossed the tracker to the underside of the rear bumper. No one should notice it. In fact, Sly wasn't paying attention to the rearview mirror and didn't see Carmelita.
"You're not getting away this time!" Carmelita said as she hopped into her red sports car and activated the tracker. 'Though I still want to know why you're so depressed when it reaches this month! Maybe I'll find out.'
She watched the screen of the tracker and traced the van's location to a neighborhood not far from the waterfront.