Sly's POV:
What was my son doing? The plan I had was going haywire. I wasn't supposed to have to go into Haiti. By the way, I should have mentioned that I was revived. Sorry. that's kinda important for the story. God sent me down to the krak-karov volcano minutes after Ross departed from the desolate fortress. I was dressed in a simple mans garb; jeans converse a white tee-shirt and a denim jacket. I had no mask on my face and I was defenseless. My cane was in the hands of Ross along with my clothes. The transition back into my body was weird. There is an empty grave somewhere in Paris with a blank gravestone.
I began my journey to Haiti. I had known about Clockwerk's plan and decided it was best to head straight to Haiti to meet up with Mz. Ruby. In here spare time I had made contact with her and told her of Clockwerk's plan. She agreed to meet at her old hideout and wait for Ross and my best friends to show up. He would be very surprised to see his dad four years after my death.
I walked along the creaky pier that once housed a kitchen where Ruby made her cauldron. The hours past before headlights shined through the swamp and Ross stepped out of the passengers door. I watched as he walked toward Ruby's office. I snuck in through a window and his in a side room and waited as Ross talked with Ruby. Ross turned his back and waited for Bentley and Murray to come into the office. His back was to me as Bentley and Murray came in. I stepped out of the room and watched as my friends jaws hit the floor. Ross turned to face me, his face was an image of pure joy. He ran to me.
I opened my arms and picked him up. He was still smaller then me yet he was a lot larger then he used to be.
The thief's back in town!
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