CHAPTER FOUR- Busted?
Andy Clark's House- 4:25 P.M.
The police arrived at the Clark residence. Police vehicles of every type and from every state, city and nation in which Clark had ever set foot crowded Andy's street. "What in blazes are you doing here?" Carmelita asked of a hippotamus policeman.
"The Johannesburg Police Department seeks Mr. Clark for questioning in a case of some stolen diamonds from our city," said the hippo.
"Well, Paris PD, in conjunction with Forest City, is bringing him in," Lyons said.
"Not so fast," said a female German shepherd. "The Albany Police Department gets him first."
"Says who?" asked the hippo cop.
"Says this," the dog said, thrusting a piece of paper in his face.
"People. People," Detective McDuff said. "We'll settle this issue after we actually have him."
"Yeah," said Brent.
As the police officers argued, Matt Blizzard and his legion of thugs snuck into the empty house searching for Andy and his gang. "I don't think anyone's here," said Reggie.
"Who cares what you think?" Blizzard said. "Search every inch of this place," he ordered his gang.
The thieves searched and searched, but found no trace of Andy Clark and his gang. Just then, the cops, led by Carmelita, made their entry. "Who the hell are you?" she asked of the penguin.
"That's Matt Blizzard, a local troublemaker," said Detective McDuff.
"You're under arrest," Fox said, slapping the cuffs on Blizzard.
"Son of a bitch," the penguin squawked. "Damn you, Clark, wherever you are!!"
Matt's cohorts attempted to flee, but all were eventually caught. A delighted Andy Clark watched all this from the safety of his girlfriend's house. "Consider yourself dead, Andy Clark!" Blizzard said as he was placed in the back of a police van. Andy laughed.
"What a fool," he said, shaking his head. "Wonder what's on tonight," Clark said, flipping through the channels.
Forest City Police Headquarters - 5:15 P.M.
Carmelita Fox was interrogating Matt Blizzard. "You had better tell me where your little friend Clark is hiding," she said to the penguin.
"Friend?!" the penguin said. "I despise him."
"Just tell me where he is, penguin," Fox said.
"Probably hiding out at his little girlfriend's house over on North Pass," Blizzard said with a sneer.
"I'm done with this one. Take him away," Carmelita ordered. An officer took him away to a cell.
"This isn't the last you'll hear from me!" the penguin vowed as the handcuffed bird was escorted past the chief's office.
"Girlfriend? North Pass?" Carmelita said. "We need more info."
"Clark's girlfriend is Sandra Ringworth of 38 North Pass," said an officer, a hawk.
"Lt. Hawkins?" said Carmelita. "I wondered where you were."
"I've been reassigned. No more chasing around that pesky raccoon for me, thank God," said the hawk.
"Thanks for the tip," Brent Lyons said. "Let's get over there."
"No problem," the hawk said. "I'd better come with you."
"OK," said Carmelita. The three officers then left.
Sandra Ringworth's House - 5:28 P.M.
Andy Clark rested comfortably on the couch of his girlfriend's home, having just seen one of his arch-enemies carted away in handcuffs. "I wouldn't rest so easy," said Sandra. "They could still be after you."
"Relax, babe," Andy said. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. At the door was none other than Carmelita Fox, accompanied by the strange lion, as well as a familiar face, Lieutenant Pete Hawkins of the Forest City Police. "Holy crap," said the raccoon.
"At last, I have you, ringtail," Carmelita said, grabbing Andy.
"You unhand him," Sandra ordered. "What gives you the right to just come in here and take him?"
Brent Lyons produced an arrest warrant. "Is this to your liking, ma'am?" the lion said. Andy Clark was now being led away in handcuffs. "Never forget me," he said to his girlfriend, who was now in tears.
"Don't worry. I'll always remember you," Sandra said.
Upon exiting Sandra's home with Clark in cuffs, Carmelita Fox was confronted by a mob of police from various places Andy had robbed. "Alright, Fox, well done. Now hand him over to me," said the German shepherd from back at Andy's place.
"Why, Rita Cummings," said Andy. "You look even more beautiful than the last time we met."
"Silence, vermin," the dog demanded.
"Not so fast," said a man, clearly of Native American descent. "This raccoon is wanted by the Cherokee Tribal Police for a robbery of the Green Spring Casino in Memphis."
The hippo cop from the previous argument then showed up. "He's coming with me to South Africa," he said.
"He is Forest City's problem. He comes with me," said Detective McDuff. More and more cops showed up making claims on Andy Clark. Amid all the bickering, Andy had made his way through the crowd and back inside his girl's house.
"Andy," said an astonished Sandra.
"You didn't think I'd let them take me, did you?" Andy said as the two hugged.
"Now, how will we get you out of these?" Sandra inquired, looking at the cuffs on her boyfriend's wrists.
"My lock pick set is in the trunk of my car. That should do the trick," Andy said. Both Andy and Sandra went out to the garage. Sandra opened the trunk to Clark's car. "That's it," Andy said, motioning to a small box which lay inconspicuously in the trunk. "Now, take out 28C," Andy said to Sandra. She complied and undid the cuffs. "Nice job," Andy then said.
"What will you do now?" his girlfriend asked.
"Take a little trip out of town and lay low until all this heat dies down," Andy said. "Once safe, I'll contact my guys and let them know everything's OK."
"Be careful out there," Sandra said, kissing Andy as he got into his car. Sandra opened the garage and Andy raced out as the cops still fought over him. This was just another in a long line of spectacular getaways the raccoon had pulled. Andy Clark smiled as he drove off into the distance, relieved yet ready for more adventure.
THE END
Andy Clark's House- 4:25 P.M.
The police arrived at the Clark residence. Police vehicles of every type and from every state, city and nation in which Clark had ever set foot crowded Andy's street. "What in blazes are you doing here?" Carmelita asked of a hippotamus policeman.
"The Johannesburg Police Department seeks Mr. Clark for questioning in a case of some stolen diamonds from our city," said the hippo.
"Well, Paris PD, in conjunction with Forest City, is bringing him in," Lyons said.
"Not so fast," said a female German shepherd. "The Albany Police Department gets him first."
"Says who?" asked the hippo cop.
"Says this," the dog said, thrusting a piece of paper in his face.
"People. People," Detective McDuff said. "We'll settle this issue after we actually have him."
"Yeah," said Brent.
As the police officers argued, Matt Blizzard and his legion of thugs snuck into the empty house searching for Andy and his gang. "I don't think anyone's here," said Reggie.
"Who cares what you think?" Blizzard said. "Search every inch of this place," he ordered his gang.
The thieves searched and searched, but found no trace of Andy Clark and his gang. Just then, the cops, led by Carmelita, made their entry. "Who the hell are you?" she asked of the penguin.
"That's Matt Blizzard, a local troublemaker," said Detective McDuff.
"You're under arrest," Fox said, slapping the cuffs on Blizzard.
"Son of a bitch," the penguin squawked. "Damn you, Clark, wherever you are!!"
Matt's cohorts attempted to flee, but all were eventually caught. A delighted Andy Clark watched all this from the safety of his girlfriend's house. "Consider yourself dead, Andy Clark!" Blizzard said as he was placed in the back of a police van. Andy laughed.
"What a fool," he said, shaking his head. "Wonder what's on tonight," Clark said, flipping through the channels.
Forest City Police Headquarters - 5:15 P.M.
Carmelita Fox was interrogating Matt Blizzard. "You had better tell me where your little friend Clark is hiding," she said to the penguin.
"Friend?!" the penguin said. "I despise him."
"Just tell me where he is, penguin," Fox said.
"Probably hiding out at his little girlfriend's house over on North Pass," Blizzard said with a sneer.
"I'm done with this one. Take him away," Carmelita ordered. An officer took him away to a cell.
"This isn't the last you'll hear from me!" the penguin vowed as the handcuffed bird was escorted past the chief's office.
"Girlfriend? North Pass?" Carmelita said. "We need more info."
"Clark's girlfriend is Sandra Ringworth of 38 North Pass," said an officer, a hawk.
"Lt. Hawkins?" said Carmelita. "I wondered where you were."
"I've been reassigned. No more chasing around that pesky raccoon for me, thank God," said the hawk.
"Thanks for the tip," Brent Lyons said. "Let's get over there."
"No problem," the hawk said. "I'd better come with you."
"OK," said Carmelita. The three officers then left.
Sandra Ringworth's House - 5:28 P.M.
Andy Clark rested comfortably on the couch of his girlfriend's home, having just seen one of his arch-enemies carted away in handcuffs. "I wouldn't rest so easy," said Sandra. "They could still be after you."
"Relax, babe," Andy said. Suddenly, the doorbell rang. At the door was none other than Carmelita Fox, accompanied by the strange lion, as well as a familiar face, Lieutenant Pete Hawkins of the Forest City Police. "Holy crap," said the raccoon.
"At last, I have you, ringtail," Carmelita said, grabbing Andy.
"You unhand him," Sandra ordered. "What gives you the right to just come in here and take him?"
Brent Lyons produced an arrest warrant. "Is this to your liking, ma'am?" the lion said. Andy Clark was now being led away in handcuffs. "Never forget me," he said to his girlfriend, who was now in tears.
"Don't worry. I'll always remember you," Sandra said.
Upon exiting Sandra's home with Clark in cuffs, Carmelita Fox was confronted by a mob of police from various places Andy had robbed. "Alright, Fox, well done. Now hand him over to me," said the German shepherd from back at Andy's place.
"Why, Rita Cummings," said Andy. "You look even more beautiful than the last time we met."
"Silence, vermin," the dog demanded.
"Not so fast," said a man, clearly of Native American descent. "This raccoon is wanted by the Cherokee Tribal Police for a robbery of the Green Spring Casino in Memphis."
The hippo cop from the previous argument then showed up. "He's coming with me to South Africa," he said.
"He is Forest City's problem. He comes with me," said Detective McDuff. More and more cops showed up making claims on Andy Clark. Amid all the bickering, Andy had made his way through the crowd and back inside his girl's house.
"Andy," said an astonished Sandra.
"You didn't think I'd let them take me, did you?" Andy said as the two hugged.
"Now, how will we get you out of these?" Sandra inquired, looking at the cuffs on her boyfriend's wrists.
"My lock pick set is in the trunk of my car. That should do the trick," Andy said. Both Andy and Sandra went out to the garage. Sandra opened the trunk to Clark's car. "That's it," Andy said, motioning to a small box which lay inconspicuously in the trunk. "Now, take out 28C," Andy said to Sandra. She complied and undid the cuffs. "Nice job," Andy then said.
"What will you do now?" his girlfriend asked.
"Take a little trip out of town and lay low until all this heat dies down," Andy said. "Once safe, I'll contact my guys and let them know everything's OK."
"Be careful out there," Sandra said, kissing Andy as he got into his car. Sandra opened the garage and Andy raced out as the cops still fought over him. This was just another in a long line of spectacular getaways the raccoon had pulled. Andy Clark smiled as he drove off into the distance, relieved yet ready for more adventure.
THE END