Chapter eleven: Games
Shego and Kim stepped in through the door. Kim still hung on Shego's shoulder her arms and legs still ached from the two hundred foot dash up the side of a building. Shego set her on the couch and fell into the place next to Kim.
"So what did you find?" Shego asked.
"She's going to steal Cleopatra's necklace from the London museum. And she's going to sell it to a man named William Murex."
Shego nodded. "So what are you going to do…call the cops?"
"No we're going to play a game. We're going to beat her every step of the way, until she gives me back pandaroo."
"What is so important about that thing?"
"It has sentimental value."
"So why would she steal it from you?"
"I don't know."
Shego rolled her eyes and propped her feet up on the coffee table. "So how long do we have to prepare for this?"
"One month. If I know Eve she is already planning to steal it opening night so we have to get it before she does."
"Sounds like fun."
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Scotland…
Ron stood impatiently behind Wade as he looked over the security footage. They had been looking through the same footage for over an hour and still could not find anything. Wade suddenly stopped the video and pointed to the screen.
"There." He said. Ron leaned in close staring at the screen.
"What? What am I looking at?" Ron asked as he scanned the screen.
"Right there do you see the figure? This proves there were two people doing this job. See right here." Wade played the security footage again and there where the two figures passing by before the camera was blacked out. Wade paused the tape and began typing furiously on his computer. The image enlarged and focused in on the closest figure. He stopped typing and leaned back looking at his work.
"It looks one of the thieves is a woman." Wade said pointing to the woman on the screen.
"Can you get her identity?" Ron asked anxiously.
"Yeah but it'll take some time the picture isn't exactly perfect." Wade responded.
"Well she's our only clue to finding out who the blue fox is."
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London…
Kim and Shego stood in the London museum staring at a piece of modern art. They had no interest anything in the museum but needed to gather information.
"I'll never understand this modern art crap. A bunch of paint splattered on the canvas and people want it in a museum and spend millions on it. Makes no sense to me." Shego said as she tilted her head and stared harder at the painting.
"It's supposed to be about feeling, see the colors he used and the way its splattered. You can feel exactly how he felt when he painted it." Kim said passionately. Shego rolled her eyes and shrugged moving onto the next painting.
"I think it's a bit lazy." She said looking at the next painting. Kim scoffed.
"And how is Jackson Pollok lazy?" Kim asked defensively as she followed Shego.
"Because anyone can throw some paint. Hell I can throw some paint, what made him so special huh? Why is it that this guy can throw some paint around and become famous? Meanwhile people like Frieda Kahlo take the time to paint an image and use some damn symbolism. That, my friend, is art!" Shego proclaimed. A man nearby shushed her and she glared in his direction.
"Hey, we're trying to have an intellectual why don't you stay out of it." Shego warned. The man gave an offended grunt and left the two alone in the room. Shego looked back as Kim with a pleased smile.
"Nothing ever changes with you does it?" Kim asked amused.
"Oh you always loved it. Come on let's get this done I've got a massage at four."
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Later...
The guards stood in the empty room waiting for the shipment to come in. The next exhibit was due to come in that night after the museum closed. The shipment was already a half hour late, the guards stood in silence shuffling their feet impatiently.
After an hour of waiting two men came into the room; wheeling large crates in front of them. "About damn time you guys got here." One guard announced. The two men merely placed the crates in the middle of the room.
"You have to sign for these." The shorter of the two said handing one of the guards a clipboard. The guard muttered annoyed to himself about the wait, he tossed the clipboard back and went to work.
The two men left without another word. The guards went to work unpacking the exhibit and putting them into place. Neither of them paid any attention the canister that rolled out to their feet. The room filled with a thick blue smoke, the guards hacked and couched falling to the floor. The smoke cleared and a figure stood over the guards before making their way to the crates. After a quick search through the crates the figure pulled out a treasure. Unwrapping it from its cloth to revel a heavy necklace. The figure wrapped the necklace again and turned away, leaving out the room without another sound.
(AN: Hey people, sorry it's taken me so long to update. I've been really sick lately and I'm working on quite a few stories all at once so it takes some time to get around to everyone's favorite. Anyway I'm hoping to get the next chapter done a lot faster but if I don't I apologize in advance. Thank you all for the awesome reviews they really mean a lot.)