"...become a currupt cop."
Going slack in the jaw, Carmelita couldn't believe what she just heard.
"I'm sorry Chief, but I must be hearing things. Did you just say that you wanted me to drop all my ethics of law enforcement and go undercover as currupt cop?"
Shrugging his shoulders, Barkley set a file down on her desk and eyed her carefully.
"Drop all your ethics? No. Just think of it as going undercover."
Rubbing her forehead carefully from the headache she was starting to get, she crossed her arms acrosd her chest, eyeing Barkley, waiting for him to continue.
"The reason I want you to go undercover is because you spent most of your career chasing Sly Cooper, a master thief in his own right from his families legacy that dates back to who knows when."
Chuckling a bit, Carmelita couldn't help laughing a bit.
"Apparrently it dates back to the caveman years."
Surprised from hearing this, Barkley looked at her questionally.
"Seriously?"
Forming a foxy grin, she decided to have a bit of fun.
"Sorry Chief, thats for me to know."
Huffing a bit, Barkley decided to get back on track.
"Anyway, back to what we were talking about. From your recent trip thru time, you must of learned a few things while traveling. Which makes you the best choice for the job."
Raising a eye eye at his reasoning, she couldn't deny he was right.
"Ok, whats the job?"
Breathing a sigh of relief he relayed the case she was tasked with.
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