Thief Of Thieves (A Sly Cooper Story)

01 The Fox

Sly

My father always said that in order to become a master thief you had to be a great thief and the only way to be one was to steal from other thief's.

That was our motto.

So that's why we are here tonight to steal the famous Venus de whalo from madam D'Oinkeau.

Why? You ask.

Well that's a great question.

Like I said before in order to become a master thief I most steal from other thief's and madam D'Oinkeau wasn't a thief but her new husband Dimitri is.

And that's why we are going to steal it first, before he does.

"Do you have eyes on the target" Bentley asked on the ear-comm I had in place.

I pretended to take another drink of my champagne so no one would see I was talking to myself. "Negative wizard"

I was in one of the most important party's of the month. I would of have said the party of the year but madam D'Oinkeau is always throwing parties, specially now cause of her new husband Dimitri. How is an art aficionado just like her but what she doesn't know is that he is a thief. Like me.

Well not exactly like me... but you get the point.

She only married him because she was lonely. Her latest husband had just passed away when Dimitri came to her side. She said it was destiny but I knew he Planned all of this to get what he wanted.

Dimitri is just pretending to be in love With madam D'Oinkeau so she would gift him the Venus de whalo, the valuable art statue she possesses just like many other valuable paintings and artifacts.

Looking around the party I could see everyone was having fun, while drinking champagne and laughing. I on the other hand I was on a job or at work... or how ever you call it this days.

Madam D'Oinkeau was showing it tonight, here at Dimitri's mansion in Monaco just like many others' of her valuable paintings but it was going to be a bit difficult for me to steal the statue cause I only needed to past one person.

Or should I say one women in particular.

To ensure that the venus de whalo was safe, madam D'Oinkeau invited the one and only inspector Carmelita Montoya Fox to protect it.

Or how I like to call here Ms. Fox.

"I do have eyes on some target wizard" I voice, gazing at the women across the party.

"Don't tell." He answered in a mocking way. "Women on mid-twentieth, latina and has the power to arrest you and make you rot in jail for the rest of your life."

"Yes." I answer when i saw her move to the next painting she was currently watching. "And she is wearing a really sexy dress." I took a drink of my champing without taking my eyes off of Carmelita.

The first time i meet Carmelita was years ago in Paris, France. I was doing some recon for one my first jobs and she came barging on the rooftop door screaming to put my hands up. I on the other hand didn't understand why I was being arrest if I hadn't steal anything yet.

At the time I was just starting to make a name of myself at the business. But she, she stole my heart that night.

"Sly get your head together, we don't need distractions if we're going too pull this off." He yelled angrily at me and I had to close my eyes for a moment to not flinch at the sound that was piercing my eardrums.