I'm exhausted. And I just got into the safe house.
I first went to Dimitri's place. Mistake, that was. He was convinced I was going to lure him into my car and then cart him off to jail, when all I wanted was to bring him over to the crime scene, as one of the Cooper gang, to see if he could bring ideas of any sort to who would break in. Far as I know, being a thief who steals from other thieves can bring you many enemies on both sides of the game.
Talking about this to Bentley, he said he agreed, but very few people would specifically target the Cooper book. Many knew about the Cooper gang, but not many knew the Cooper legacy was documented that way.
There was the original Fiendish Five who tore the book apart in the first place, but Raleigh and Mz Ruby are still in Heathrow. Right now Muggshot is in a max security prison in a long-time cleaned up Mesa City, on the other side of the ocean. I even phoned to double check he was still there. I haven't heard about the Panda King, but Bentley and Murray gave their insistence he would never, and even if it were, something related to fireworks would've happened, and the Panda King was never one to delegate or deviate from his personal style. It's been an hour now, and Bentley has been looking through both the book and old notes he wrote on it, which he'd stashed away and just brought back out. So far he hasn't found anything different or highlighting about the whereabouts and whenabouts of the poor ringtail.
Murray, McSweeney and I now make up a little security detail where we're keeping our eye out for any more intruders or hints we are still being watched. Bentley and Dimitri are discussing which foes they've fought who are agile enough to climb buildings. I sat in for one of them while fixing myself some coffee. I was up late last night on a rather lengthy patrol because some other cops are down with the flu going around right now.
One theory is Constable Neyla herself. After the creation of the time machine, I guess we do have to label possibilities of old foes returning. The Contessa also came to mind, and Don Octavio, but then McSweeney once again talked about the height, and one main theory has to be Penelope.
I can see this theory hurt Bentley. And I can't say I blame him. The two of them had been living and doing experiments together for a few years before her betrayal, and I believe no one can ever properly move on from what Bentley says they had.
But Penelope has been sending photos, postcards. I asked Bentley how many that made now and he said five.
Plus she and Bentley were the ones who originally fabricated the time machine, and she even improved on it independently, the proof being Le Paradox's machine did not require an object from that time period.
Not only that, unless through the underground market word has gotten out of Sly's disappearance and the theory he's somewhere in the past, there are very few people who know about how Sly Cooper's ancestral book could have a say in bringing him back. Le Paradox probably knows, but he's been interrogated and has taken lie detector tests.
It ends up turning dark, and nothing has slipped by us. Because nothing has come to try to slip by. It makes me so annoyed when we go through a day without even a proper lead.
"I'm going to make hot dogs," says Murray. He goes to their chest freezer and takes out about 18 of them, as well as some concentrated cans of lemonade. And even Bentley's beginning to accept we haven't found anything today.
"Guys!" Bentley all of a sudden shouts, just as Murray's finishing up.
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Sly Cooper 5: Promises Made By Thieves
AdventureThe beloved video game series has returned in picture novel fan fiction mode! It has been three months since thief mastermind Sly Cooper vanished into time with a broken time machine and no trace or hint to his whereabouts. His gang, Bentley and Mur...