None of you are reading this anymore are you? Liars! Here is chapter 4.
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Heiduska: I have to keep my fans happy. Do you really know anything? Nice evil laugh.
E.J. Cooper: Don't worry, Sly is coming soon. I'm sure you'll think of something. And I can't tell you who it is. My computer has a very good spell and grammar check. Yes, I answer questions really randomly.
Chapter 4 A Car, Cousin, and a Chief
Kyle woke up late the next morning, really late. "Crap!" he yelled when he saw the clock next to his bed reading 11:00. He was dressed and out the door in 2 minutes. Toast crumbs littered his coat, and he managed to wear his loosest pants, but forgot a belt. He noticed this when he got to Interpol and his pants fell down in the elevator.
When he got to his desk, he noticed the hangover for the first time. He had woken up at 2 AM, and before going to bed drank a lot of beer, a lot of beer. So when Carmelita walked in to ask him about how he got to work, and about his car. His first reaction was covering his ears and moaning "Not so loud". However, he then thought about it, and looked out his office window.
"What in the hell!" he yelled and shot out of his office. Carmelita followed him, having a feeling his car was back.
In the parking lot, Kyle was staring at a green skylark, his jaw as low as possible. "Get the police, we have evidence." he said plainly.
"This is your car?" Carmelita asked "Why do you have your car back?"
"I don't know."
"Well, how did you get it back?"
"It was there when I got up this morning"
They both stared at the car for a moment before going in to call the Paris PD and tell them about his car.
They waited for the Paris PD who took the car with very few questions. Apparently, Carmelita's temper was now known at both Interpol and the police station of Paris. "Thank you god." thought Kyle while he rubbed his temples and let Carmelita talk.
"So where was the car found?" asked the lion who had questioned Kyle last time.
"Detective Rivers found it in his parking lot this morning."
"Are you sure he didn't know where it was?"
"I'm pretty sure he didn't"
"And he just happened to notice it after you asked and not before?"
"I woke up late this morning, and didn't notice anything, not even my hangover, until I got here." Kyle told the officer, wanting them all to leave.
"Thank you for your cooperation, we'll check out your car." The officer told them obviously not believing a word they said, turned around and left with his fellow officers.
After the Paris PD left, Carmelita told Kyle maybe he should sit in his office and drink a little coffee. Kyle agreed quite happily.
On their way to Kyle's office, Chief Rob caught them.
"Hey, why are you here so late Detective Rivers?" he asked in a very short angry way.
"Not so loud, and I woke up late this morning, I had a rough night." Kyle explained.
"Rough night, eh? What happened?" the Chief asked in a suspicious manner.
"Someone murdered my doctor, and stole his car." Carmelita told him.
"Interesting story, maybe you should tell it to me." the Chief said, as more of a command than a suggestion.
"Let me go and tell after you lunch" Kyle said, hardly awake.
"All right, but both of you better tell me during lunch, and Carmelita, some kid is here to see you."
"That must be Fernando."
Carmelita and Kyle walked toward Carmelita's office. "Who's Fernando?" Kyle asked.
"He's my cousin. He flew in from Spain, I needed a relative"
"I guess I would too, if some crazy guy was calling me his, and killing people."
"Ah, Carmelita" said a fox, slightly shorter than Carmelita, although otherwise almost the same (except he's a dude). The only real difference was that he had black hair.
"Fernando!" Carmelita cried and they hugged each other, although that meant Carmelita let go of Kyle, who fell flat on his face.
"Oh, Fernando, this is Kyle." Carmelita said as she hoisted Kyle off the ground. "Kyle this is Fernando."
"Hello" Kyle said as he and Fernando shook hands. "I think I can make it to my office, just wake me up for lunch if I'm late." He staggered down the hall to his office, which he got to, and as predicted fell asleep in his chair.
He was woken up later by someone pounding on his door. "Oye, you holgazan bastardo! (Sorry if these aren't the best translations) Get up!" It was Carmelita yelling at him through the door, which meant it was lunchtime, time to explain the story to the Chief.
"All right, I'm up, stop yelling!" Kyle yelled back as he got up from his chair, which took more effort than he thought it would. He got to the door and walked out directly into Carmelita, quite literally face-to-face.
"Watch where you're going you idiota!" Carmelita yelled as she pushed him off, right back into his office and chair.
"Aww….man, I have to get up, again." Kyle groaned.
"The Chief is getting restless." Fernando yelled from down the hall.
"Let's go you moron!" Carmelita yelled. The temper was back on track. They proceeded to the Chief's office, where he was sitting with a newspaper, and a chicken salad. "Well, the newspaper told me some of the story, now I need you to fill in the blanks. Such as how my best detective failed to catch another criminal and my newest detective managed to loose his car to a murderer!" Chief Rob bellowed into Carmelita and Kyle's faces, obviously not very pleased. "If you think I will let any detective of mine make a mistake like this twice and keep their jobs, you're wrong. If you so much as fail to catch a robber who stole an old ladies purse, I will fire you faster than this."
He held up the newspaper and lit it on fire with the lighter in his pocket. It burned fast, really fast, which made Kyle as nervous as when he got his first case. Adding a hangover to the picture was not a good idea. Unfortunately, that's exactly what happened. Kyle ducked out of the room, down the hall, and into the bathroom.
"Squirming dumbass" Chief Rob said "Now what happened down at that clinic?" he asked Carmelita, in a "if I don't like the answer, you are history" way.
"I was paying for my check up when it happened" Carmelita told the story. "I went to leave when I found the doctor dead on the concrete outside the doors. I immediately radioed in the murder, and looked for anything, but whoever did it was gone, with Kyle's car. Kyle came out shortly after the Paris PD showed up and said his car was stolen. We were brought in to the police station, interrogated, and went home." she finished.
"All right, get back to work, and tell Kyle he can too. I don't want him to puke in my office." The Chief finished and started to eat his salad. Carmelita left, and closed the door behind her. That was just what she needed, another reason for her job to be hanging by an even thinner thread. She would have to catch Sly on his next heist, have to.
On her way down the hallway, she ran into a rather pale furred Kyle (Yes, was THAT scared). Who was extremely relieved to hear he didn't have to talk to the Chief. "OhthankgodOhthankgod" he chanted on the way back to his office.
Carmelita went back to hers to tell Fernando about how lunch with the chief went.
She didn't know how much of "just what she needed" she was about to get.
Now, I must be reviewed.