The cop had never seen a thief do it so well. Rob an entire vault, unsupervised. How was she so devilishly good? The British man questions. He was driving his police cruiser with the robber in the backseat. He scanned her. She was a slim, white feline with dark ocean eyes and light blue pixie hair.  She wore a black sweater and black pants. She had a sour look on her face. But as i studied her eyes, she growled," Eyes on the street, Perv.." Cant believe she snapped at me....an Aussie snapped. But she was right. But i wasnt born yesterday. I clearly saw her take her hand cuffs off, so i pulled over silently and told her to step out of the car. She did so. 

"What did i do now coppa?"

"You unhand cuffed..Now I told you..i dont like tazing girls."

The cat gave a small laugh. I didnt like it. Sh was a a bit sneaky as I put handcuffs on her. She leaned her lower body on mine, and i gulped, but continued. But i handcuffed my self to her.. 

This was going to be  a long day.