Ch28: Finding Murray

"I don't get this," frowned Neyla in my head. I sighed whenever she spoke recently. "We need to see if Murray is in jail right now... he'd be able to help out with the Cooper Vault job," I told her. "I just don't get why you don't tell them who will be in there... why continue lying?" "Story? Hello? It's already been screwed up enough, Neyla, so we need to let the story play out normally now."

It has been like this for the past year. Ever since Neyla attached herself to me by basically destroying my eye and replacing it with Clockwerk's, we constantly argued over the simplest of things and I had to cover the eye with an eye patch whenever I was with the gang, especially Sly. She also wouldn't shut up whenever we were going on dates with Sly, which made the date a whole lot less fun and more of a pain if anything else. Thus, our relationship was getting a tad bit rocky.

Then there was another factor I hadn't expected. Ever since I had Clockwerk's eye attached to my face, Carmelita had been treating me like a criminal saying I changed the story too much now. I didn't want to have her as an enemy now, but I knew that Neyla being on my person was the only reason she was doing this. Carmelita hates Neyla and everything about her so I expected to be chased now whenever she spotted me. It was sad, but I knew it was true.

And now we were in Venice, doing the first mission in Sly's place. "I think I know how to get up there," I smiled, jumping and using the rail slide and spire jump as well as climbing on a rope in order to reach the top of the police station. "Let's go see if he's in here," I frowned. If the story was to go correctly, Dimitri would be here and in prison.

"Hey... Murray? Is that you?" I asked, looking at the shadow in the back. "Wha? Sylvia?" Dimitri asked, showing himself from out of the shadows. "Wait... what's that un-funky accessory doing on your eye?" he asked, referring to my eye patch. I sighed and removed it, Dimitri gasping when he saw it was the Clockwerk eye. "Uh... I... don't know what to say... weird..." Dimitri gaped. This was knew. Dimitri almost never experienced speechlessness.

"And I'm here too..." Neyla groaned, which only made Dimitri's surprise go bigger. "Two cats in a single bag? Big time plot twist..." Dimitri frowned. "You don't need to worry, Dimitri, dude," I frowned. "I'm gonna go ahead and free you then I'll distract the cops. That way you can escape no problem... oh, and about that deal?" I smirked, referring to the deal I made with him a year ago.

"I'm sorry that I couldn't do it at the time, but when we get a few more members in our gang, we'll be able to contact you for said deal. It will be soon, I promise. But I may need you to see if you can find Murray once you bust out. Can you handle that?" "Solid! Just get me out of here and I'll find Murray no sweat. Just stay on the down-low and outta sight near them coppers bro. They're a bad buncha bunnies."

I turned myself invisible and sneaked through the guards, crawling under the table to get the keys to Dimitri's cell in her office. Then the lights came back on and I saw Carmlita. She looked more serious then usual today. "Let's get back to business. Now, where was I?" Then the lights turned back off. "Hold tight boys, the power's on the fritz again. It'll come back on in a few minutes."

I didn't need to hide under the desks when the lights came back on, since I used invisibility to make it back to Dimitri's cell before they switched back on. "Can you really crack this coconut?" he asked when I started to crack the spinner lock. I managed to do it on my very first try, my ears helping me as well as Neyla's added senses. I unlocked the doors and we stood there. "Meet Murray at Rialto Bridge. Big Italian landmark," he smirked. "Okay then. I'll be seeing you soon, I'm sure," I smirked.

I then ran out to the cops and turned visible. "Hello assorted meatheads... and Carmelita. Anyone feel like some exercise?" I smirked. Carmelita glared at me and announced. "Sylvia?! Grab her men!" she exclaimed. "And... I'm out." I said, rushing out the front door as Carmelita and her ape mercenaries ran out after me. When I jumped over to a gondola conveniently placed right outside the cop station, Carmelita hissed at me.

"You got some serious nerve screwing up the story even further!" she growled. "What do you mean?" I asked honestly. "I did exactly as Sly would've done and you say I screw up the story? I don't understand why just a single mishap would make me an outlaw?" Carmelita didn't listen to me. In fact her anger grew further. "Believe you me, Sylvia, I don't want to hurt you... but I need to destroy that traitorous bitch that destroyed your free will. She should be dead and now she's alive. It's your fault!"

Then the chase began, Carmelita shooting at me with deadly accuracy as I dodged out of the way for each one, getting to the bridge quickly when she jumped up for a high vantage point. Then came the big guy. "Greetings old... INSPECTOR FOX?! Man you're in it again!" he exclaimed. "This is gonna stink!" I frowned, following him into the drain pipe. "That's right! Hide in the sewers like the rat you are!" Carmelita exclaimed.

"Thanks for the quick escape big guy... I owe you one big time," I frowned. "Of course, searcher. We are all in need of peace," Murray smiled. "Oi vei... what happened to the hippo?" Neyla frowned. "My mind is clear, like the woodland after a forest fire." "Listen Murray, we need you back in action... Bentley's wheelchair? It had to happen. And he doesn't blame you for it. He blames miss eyeball here," I frowned. "Hey! Call me by name, please?" she growled, zapping my finger with a small electric light. "Ow!" I growled.

"Sorry guys. I walk a different path. My guru, in his wisdom, told me to lose myself and not return until the black water ran pure. So here I stay." "Well... there is one job you could do later on that involves no fists at all... if you're up for it?" I smirked. "Um... what do you mean?" he asked. "First I'd like you to pay a visit to our Safehouse. The guys really miss you." "O-Okay... and what's this mission?" he asked again. "I'll tell you in due time, but take this in the meantime..."

I handed him his pink Binocucom, which he smiled happily upon. "Thanks, guys," he smiled, giving me a crushing hug. 'H-How can this hurt both of us?' Neyla thought to me in my brain. 'We are part of each other now... choking... not breathing...' I exhaled as Murray stopped hugging. I had to recover from that hug and shook my head at that. "You still got it, bub..." I sighed, grabbing his hand and leading him back to the Safehouse.