World's Greatest Thief vs. World's Most Determined Agent: It's On!

Chapter 13

Carmen moved gracefully through the crowded dance floor, blending in seamlessly with the other revelers. Despite the lively atmosphere, her mind was focused on the task at hand. She was in the heart of a secure base, preparing to execute a heist on the most renowned bank in her birth country.

Carmen: (speaking into her earpiece) Player, I'm in. I have to say, robbing the bank that my birth country is famous for isn't exactly the legacy I envisioned for myself.

Player: (through the earpiece) You're not just robbing a bank, Carmen. You're targeting a safety deposit box in Argentina that could potentially link to your late father. If the contents prove significant, you might have rightful claims to whatever is inside that box.

Carmen expertly navigated her way past the bank's security systems, using her hacking skills to gain access to the vault. As she stepped inside, she couldn't help but feel a sense of history surrounding her.

Carmen: (whispering to herself) Hopefully, whatever I find here will provide a clue to my mother's true identity. I highly doubt her name is Vera Cruz.

Player: (through the earpiece) Vera Cruz, like the city in Mexico. It could be her place of birth, or perhaps your father intended to start a new life there with both of you after leaving VILE.

Carmen switched on her pen flashlight, illuminating the dark corners of the vault. She moved methodically, her eyes scanning the rows of safety deposit boxes until she found the one she was looking for. The numbers 1021 were etched into its surface. With a deep breath, she used a screwdriver to open it.

Inside, she discovered a passport bearing the identity of her father, Dexter Wolfe. She ran her fingers over the cover, feeling a sense of connection to the man she had never really known. But it was the delicate locket tucked inside that truly caught her attention. Opening it revealed a faded photograph of herself as a baby, cradled in her father's arms.

Carmen: (softly) Player, take a good look at this.

She held the locket up to the device she was carrying, allowing Player to examine the image closely.

Player: (through the earpiece) Okay, how adorable were you?

Carmen: (smiling) Very, but I meant for you to analyze the photo.

Player: (through the earpiece) Right, image analysis coming up.

As Player began his swift analysis of the photograph, Carmen made her way out of the vault. She had to rendezvous with Zack and Ivy outside, but as she made her way through the bank, she was stopped in her tracks by a mysterious young stranger.

Stranger: May I have this dance, Senorita Sandiego?

Carmen raised an eyebrow, a mix of amusement and caution in her eyes.

Carmen: And who might I have the pleasure of declining?

The stranger responded with a theatrical bow, introducing himself as Spinkick, his codename leaving little to the imagination.

Spinkick: You may call me Spinkick.

Without warning, Spinkick launched a series of kicks in Carmen's direction, hoping to catch her off guard. But Carmen was no amateur; her reflexes were sharp, her agility unmatched. She gracefully evaded each attack, her body moving like water around his precise strikes.

Carmen: Your codename is a bit on the nose, don't you think?

Spinkick: My foot, your nose.

Carmen countered with ease, dodging his final kick and smoothly retaliating with a swift kick of her own. Spinkick stumbled back, momentarily caught off guard by Carmen's swift response.