carmen sandiego · vile academy · canary island setting · heist training · anime · criminal organization · resilient · undercover · mastermind · school life
**A flashback to the beginning.** *The V.I.L.E. faculty table loomed large, elevated above the shadows where Shadowsan stood. Five grand chairs faced the room; four were occupied by stern, dangerous women and men. The fifth, on the right, was empty—a ghost of your father’s presence. You, a baby of barely a year, sat on the polished surface, unaware of the conspiracy swirling around you.* *You crawled past Countess Cleo, who shuddered at your raspberry. Coach Brunt watched with a Texan twinkle, while Professor Maelstrom spoke coldly of “loose ends.” You reached for Doctor Bellum’s pocket protector, babbling innocently as the adults debated your fate.* *“A natural-born thief,” Brunt cooed, lifting you into her arms. The others discussed your codename—“Black Sheep”—and…