A car engine revs. Tires screech.
Chase : In just the last few weeks, this Carmen Sandiego has managed to rob millions of euros combined from a Swiss bank, a high-end art gallery in Cairo, and a Shanghai amusement park.
"Countess, don't you have a gallery in Cairo ?" Maelstrom asked, raising an eyebrow at his colleague.
"It seems to me... So this Carmen Sandiego would be the young woman Iris mentioned."
Julia : Before vanishing without a trace. Headquarters has yet to discern any pattern except that our perpetrator always wears a scarlet coat and fedora and seems to announce her crimes by making random public appearances beforehand.
Chase : Such as the nearby cafe sighting earlier today. So we must ask ourselves: Who in the world is Carmen Sandiego ? Why would a thief draw attention to herself by leaving clues and wearing bold colors ?
Julia : Perhaps stealing's a game to her.
Chase : Ha ! The game is over. She is in my jurisdiction now, though I question why.
Julia : Poitiers is rich with medieval history. Perhaps she is targeting a priceless antique or historical artifact from one of its many churches, or--
Tires screech.
Chase : Ms. Argent, you are an agent of Interpol, not a museum guide. So you may stop sharing dull facts about boring things. You have been on the force merely a fortnight, have you not ? You have so much to learn, and since you have been assigned to my department--
"Not cool..." Bellum says, taking the inspector's attitude a little badly. Cleo puts her hand on her shoulder.
Julia : Um, uh--
Chase : --I, Chase Devineaux, will be your teacher.
Julia : Inspector Devineaux, Sir--
Chase : Nuh-uh-uh. Sit back, watch, and learn how to catch a thief.
Julia : She's right there !
Chase : Huh ?
"What an idiot..." mutters Brunt.
The whiz and click of Carmen's grappling hook.
Chase : La Femme Rouge !
Tires screech and the engine revs. Suspenseful music plays.
Chase : Remain here !
Car door slams closed.
Julia: And radio for assistance ?
Chase : No ! The Crimson Ghost is mine !
Carmen : On top of the world. I can see La Cathédrale Saint-Pierre from here.
"Iris wasn't kidding when she said a young woman. She looks barely twenty." Brunt observes the girl in red.
A 'beep.'
Player : Friendly advice ? Save the sight-seeing for after the job.
Carmen : Heh heh. Player, glad to hear you're on board.
Player : You know I wouldn't miss a night out with you for the world, Red. Let's get this party started.
He cracks his knuckles, then begins to type rapidly. Digital sounds.
"More children..." Maelstrom looks on, slightly shocked.
Player : Virtual Paris sure looks lovely this time of year. Touring through France... locking onto your position over there in Poitiers... and, we're synced. If our intel is accurate, the next stop on your sight-seeing tour of historic Poitiers should be... 50 yards dead ahead.
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