WRAP-UP

Now back at the Paris police headquarters, Carmelita Fox and Brent Lyons were prepared for the worse as they stepped into the chief's office. "Well, well, well," said the chief. "I hope you two are proud of yourselves. That was a monumental failure."

"What are you talking about?" Lyons said. "We rounded up a mess of criminals. We may not have gotten Clark, but you can't say this was a total failure."

"You captured some penguin whose only successful crime to date was stealing a truckload of fish sticks, as well as a bunch of insignificant purse-snatchers," the chief said. "You're finished, Lyons."

"What?!" said the outraged lion.

"You're fired. You're off the force," the bulldog said. "For fifteen years, I've had to deal with your crap. It's over."

"But-" said the lion.

"Turn in your badge and your gun and GET OUT OF HERE!" the chief commanded. Lyons complied and stormed out. "As for you, Fox, you skating on thin ice. You bring me that Cooper soon or you're next," the bulldog said. "Now get out of my sight."

"But-" said Carmelita.

"Get out of here," the chief said.

Un freakin' believable, Carmelita thought as she walked to her office. This guy sends me on a wild goose chase on the other side of the world, and when it fails, I get all the blame. Carmelita went into her office and sat at the desk. She stared angrily at the wanted poster of Sly Cooper on her office for several minutes and then got up and headed home.