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PREDATOR IN THE DUNES

JOB 2: Sly Pyramid Placement

This time, when Murray slips out of the safe-house, he's got some more objectives in mind than just 'Wander Around Taking Pictures'. He's got a plan. And, more importantly, he has a backpack. A backpack full of pyramid look-alikes... with crude carvings of heads in the lower corners. A turtle head, a hippo head, and a raccoon head, to be specific.

They look remarkably like the models Murray made for Bentley's project back in the orphanage.

Murray reaches his objective, the far side of the oasis, and opens the binoc-u-com. "Okay, Bentley, what do you want me to do?"

"I am not Bentley."

"Oh. Hi, Carmelita."

"And I cannot believe I'm expected to use this—this criminal—" she lets out a breath of annoyance. "Interpol is never going to hear about this."

"I think Bentley has you helping me out because I'm not doing anything wrong," says Murray.

There's a second of flabbergasted silence as Carmelita crosses her arms. "You're not?"

"Do you know how many times Bentley's read law books to us? It's always okay to take pictures or put out cameras that can see streets. I don't think I'm going inside. He would've told me to be a lot sneakier if that were the case."

"That lousy, no good..." Carmelita puts her head in her hands. "Fine. Your objective is to place each of those decorative pyramids in places around town. When you're close to a location, press the circle button to put the pyramid in position."

"Check."

"You have to be careful with these, Murray. According to Bentley, they're sensitive to extreme heat, and we're in the desert. You have to position them so they won't get direct sunlight."

"All right. I'll put them where the sun doesn't shine."

"That's..." Carmelita rolls her eyes. "Let's go with that."

Murray put his binoc-u-com back in his pocket and pulled up his belt. Someday, he should maybe get something to hold his belt up. Pants, maybe? No, those would never work. He'd get some suspenders. With that settled, he takes out the first pyramid and nestles it against the base of a palm tree. "Can you hear me?" he asks, leaning over and speaking straight into the top.

"That is unreasonably loud," says Carmelita through his mask. "Why does Bentley have it so loud?"

Murray shrugs and stands up. "Bentley always has a reason."

With the obvious signs of someone from the future messing with things, Murray doesn't need to stay out of sight... not that he doesn't try anyway. He only knocks guards out when he absolutely has to, in order to get a pyramid-shape in place. And he doesn't shake out any valuables unless he's certain Carmelita isn't paying attention. The devices go up: two places along the river. Three places along the giant fissure in the ground, including directly across from the massive tower. On the roof of the chariot racing club. By both buildings with lasers blocking the doors. And of course, right outside the spotlit crypt.

Unlike many of the jobs Murray's pulled off in the past, this one is rather straightforward. It isn't long before he's finished and returning to the safe-house. Without a single sighting of Sly.

JOB: COMPLETE.

*somewhat unenthusiastic Murray victory pose*