Moved

The alarm went off. Sly was suddenly awake, no thanks to a buzzer going off next to his head. During the night, Carmelita had rolled on top of his shoulder and nestled her head beneath his chin. 'Damn! I thought I would be sleeping on the couch, but I thought wrong!'

"Jeez! You get up this early?" Sly said groggily, as Carmelita reached over to switch off the alarm. "It's five o'clock, and we don't even go on duty 'til ten!"

"I got things to do before I go to work," she said, heading for her dresser.

"Yeah, I got things to do to, but I don't wake up five hours before punching in," Sly said, heading for the kitchen.

Five hours later…Sly had just entered his office, when an assistant came in.

"The chief wants to see you," said the assistant.

"Oh great!" Sly muttered to himself. "First my apartment gets blown up, then I learn someone's out to off me, now this!"

Sly went up the hall, took the elevator, up another hall, until he reached the chief's office.

"Inspector Cooper!" the chief said, a mean looking badger he was, but he wasn't angry looking today. "I heard about what happened. The reason I called you up here is because the Krakow Brothers have apparently spread their business to Monaco. You caught one of them before, and I understand you have a score to settle with them…"

Meanwhile, Carmelita was talking to Alexia in her office.

"What the hell Carmelita!" Alexia said. "You've seen more action with one guy in like three days than most girls have seen in months!"

Carmelita was embarrassed. Had other people heard what she talked about, she'd probably get run out of Interpol.

"Eh, I'd rather have him than McAsshole, and if I had a choice between dating the McBride or chewing off my arm like a hopelessly trapped coyote, I would go with the latter!" Carmelita pointed out.

"I resent that!" yelled someone. It was obviously Assistant Lan, who was in fact a coyote.

"Oh, and by the way Alexia, I didn't do you know with him, we just slept…"

"Yeah sure," Alexia sarcastically said, leaving Carmelita's

Meanwhile, McBride was standing outside the chief's office. He didn't know why exactly he was there, but when he heard Cooper's voice, he decided to eavesdrop.

"Alright Cooper, you get on the next train to Monaco"

McBride smiled, things were going according to plan. There was only one thing left to do here in Paris…

Carmelita went back to her apartment; she hadn't seen Sly anywhere. She then saw a note on the table.

Dear love,

I was sent on assignment to Monaco; caught the five o'clock train there. I'll call you when I get there, but don't worry; Interpol has paid for my hotel room. Love, Sly

Carmelita sighed. Once again, someone she loved had to leave her. 'Oh well, he said he'll call, and my vacation is coming up.'

Meanwhile, at Interpol, the chief had finished up on the last of his reports. The only thing he had turned on for the moment was his desk lamp, and there was a knock at the door.

"Who the hell is it? Come in!" he yelled. He was most annoyed. "What is it McBride? What do you want?"

There was a twisted smile on McBride's face. "Revenge!" he said. He pulled out a silenced pistol and took aim…

Carmelita had just made herself a simple dinner and had just sat down in front of the TV when the phone rang. 'That was fast! He must of taken one of the CGT trains.'

"Hello?" she said, expecting Sly's voice.

"I just got off the phone with Cooper," it was the chief. "I think he needs someone to back him up in Monaco. And seeing how you two are partners, I might as well send you there."

"Thanks chief!" Carmelita said; she cracked a smile. Today must be a lucky day. "It has been sort of quiet around here. I'll be there by tomorrow afternoon."

Sly had just settled into his room when the phone rang. It was the chief.

"I've decided that to send Fox down there to back you up," the chief said. "Your to meet her when her train arrives sometime around noon."

"Thanks," said Sly as he hung up.

Around that same time, McBride hung up the phone and took the voice modulator away from his mouth. He had a twisted smile. He picked up the phone again.

"Hey, this is McBride, I need someone to come clean up my chief's body, and thanks for the voice modulator. They don't suspect a thing!"