Welcome to chapter 3, if you don't hate me.

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Heiduska: The only one who reviewed Chapter 2, sad. Anyway, don't worry, or maybe you should. Bwahahahahaha!

Don't own Sly(Sucker Punch) so stop bugging me!

Oh, and in my story Interpol isn't the only police in Paris.

And now to the main event (which is pretty sad if it's my main event.)

Chapter 3 Interrogation

The squad car pulled up to the police station of Paris. The three passengers in the back got out. Kyle didn't look at all happy. He looked more ready to stab whatever fool tried to question him, which was exactly what he was thinking.

Carmelita was angry to, but only because now she had to explain this at least a dozen times, and then they would ask her questions she didn't know the answer to, a dozen times. She didn't know why regular police had so much trouble getting things done. Interpol was far more organized.

The pizza kid looked ready to throw up. The silence on the car ride had made him nervous, and being questioned by police scared him. He saw so many TV shows where police scared everyone into submission. He knew he was innocent, but it still scared him to death.

The police escorted the three into the station. When they got inside, the pizza boy ran to the bathroom, being pursued by an officer, who walked out a few minutes later yelling "Get something for this kids stomach." and supporting the kid as he walked out with shaking legs.

When they got to the interrogation rooms, the kid fainted. "Maybe he stole some of my beer." Kyle thought as he looked at the unconscious heap that had got him a pizza not an hour ago. "Man, I didn't get to finish my pepperoni pizza" Kyle moaned.

Kyle went into one room while Carmelita went into another. Once inside Kyle was seated at a table, with a vehicle description sheet in front of him. "Where's my pen?" he asked annoyingly.

"We'll give you the pen, after you answer a few questions." said the officer in front of him. He wore a classic cop uniform with no hat. He was a lion, a lot taller than Kyle. His fur was a very dark tan, and his eyes were blue like Kyle's, only darker. His mane was a light brown, practically like his fur.

"Where were you between the times of 9:47 and 10:03?" the lion asked as he leaned into Kyle's face.

"I was at the Pizza Place, in the bathroom." Kyle said clearly bored and annoyed.

"So if we ask the kid out there, Jeff, when he wakes up, he'll say you went to the bathroom during that time?" the lion asked Kyle in a way as though he was top suspect.

"Yes detective…?"

"Carrel"

"Detective Carrel, I went in the bathroom, and I was in the bathroom the whole time."

"It seems odd you happened to be there at the same time as Carmelita, on the day you asked her out, and the note says 'Carmelita's only love'. Were you just there out of coincidence, or did you follow Carmelita, and get hungry and murderous on the way?"

"That is my favorite pizza place. I go there a lot. It was just a coincidence." Kyle explained, sounding pretty innocent.

"Fine, here is a pen, take this out to the front desk and fill out the form with it, turn it in to Casey when you're done." The lion ordered while he handed a pen to Kyle. "If Jeff is awake, send him in here."

"I'll do that." Kyle agreed, much happier than when this whole thing started. It didn't take forever, thank god.

Carmelita was still in the interrogation room. "For the millionth time, It took a while to pay the nurse, couldn't operate the register." she growled "When I was done paying, I went to get my car and go home. However, I found the doctor lying on the ground in front of the doors. I thought he had a heart attack or stroke, but when I saw the bullet wounds, I knew it wasn't either, it was murder. I radioed in the murder and found this note on the doors. When you guys got there, I had been waiting for about five minutes. I hadn't done or seen anything in that time."

"So, you didn't see any suspects, or hear anything?" asked her interrogator, a leopard as tall as her. He looked like a seventy's detective and even had sunglasses (imagine Starsky with sunglasses on, and as a leopard).

"NO, detective Dram, I did not see or hear anything, I came out to find the dead doctor, and the note, that's it." Her temper was on its very last straw for certain, and the detective must have known it because he quickly said "Do you know who might be 'Carmelita's only love'."

Carmelita thought about it. It might be Kyle, for he was nearby. Nobody else would be cocky enough to call themselves her only love. Nobody except… "Cooper" she said quietly.

"What was that?"

"It must have been Cooper!" she yelled, scaring the detective to death.

"You couldn't mean Sly Cooper, infamous master thief? Why would he call you his only love?"

Carmelita hadn't heard that, she yelled, again scaring the detective, "Damn it, that cocky raccoon bastard!"

"All right, lady, please stop yelling." The detective screamed "So Sly Cooper is another suspect, anyone else?"

"NO!" her temper had gone off, completely. The detective cowered in the corner of the room as it did. "I have told you all I can and need to, so can I go now!" she bellowed at him.

The detective, having lost his voice, simply nodded and continued to sit in the corner as she left. While she was leaving, she glared at him, causing him to whimper. "You call yourself a police officer; you would break down and cry at a shootout." Causing him to squeeze himself as far into his corner as possible.

After she left the room, she noticed the kid still hadn't woken up. "He's out cold, we'll have to interview him tomorrow." The officer told her as she walked by. "Coward" she muttered under her breath.

At the front desk, she saw Kyle handing the vehicle form to the man at the front desk. He sighed and turned to see Carmelita, at which he smiled and asked "Um, I know you kind of suspect me in this, but I need a ride home, my car is kind of, well still missing." He was blushing profusely as he asked, and was sweating beyond control.

"All right" Carmelita agreed "but ask me out once and you are walking."

"Sounds fair, I won't ask you out." Kyle said reluctantly.

When they got to Carmelita's car, Kyle exclaimed "What a car! I got to get me one of these!" To which Carmelita responded "Ha, you're not going to be able to afford one for a long time. It took me 9 bonuses to buy this."

"Bonuses, what bonuses?" Kyle asked.

"The bonuses you get when you bring in a criminal." She said as though it was obvious, which it really was.

"Oh…" Kyle moaned "I better get to work on the Black Hand gang." He thought.

In about 10 minutes, they came to his apartments, Riverseen apartments was their name. The last name Rivers was kind of a joke around here. There were 2 buildings that made it up. Both buildings were 4 stories tall, one a lot more costly than the other. Kyle lived in the cheaper side. "I'm gonna have to stay like that for a while if I want this car." he thought painfully.

"Bye Carmelita" he said sleepily. It had been a long day, and a longer night. He was about to walk to his apartment when he heard her say "That's Inspector Fox to you Detective Rivers."

"I told you to call me Kyle." he yelled back to her.

"And I'm calling you Detective Rivers." she yelled as she drove off. Her temper wasn't that bad after the poor detective got hit with it.

Kyle walked up to his apartment. Went inside and fell asleep on the floor in front fireplace on his way to the bedroom.

On her drive home, Carmelita thought about why Cooper would go so far for her love. Cooper had never killed anyone before, and stole from criminals only, so why would he kill an innocent doctor for no real reason? It couldn't be Cooper, unless he had gone crazy. That and the doctor was killed with a gun, Cooper didn't use guns, or any real weapons, just his cane.

"Why doesn't anything ever make sense in my life?" Carmelita asked herself as she drove home. "Why?"

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