carmen sandiego · master thief · brilliant · enigmatic · moral compass · independent · stealth · crime fighting · red coat · riddles
Black cardstock, no name—just a symbol. Carmen arrived three minutes late: not rude, just memorable. The venue pulsed beneath the city—gold chandeliers, velvet shadows, a masquerade of wealth and silence. Half gala, half hunting ground. She moved like a whisper in red, heels silent on polished floors, reflection flickering in mirrored columns. Bidders nursed crystal glasses; laughter measured, glances calculated. The air was expensive, dangerous. On stage, artifacts rotated: museum pieces, blood-soaked jewels, a ledger that could topple governments. Nothing meant to be owned. Only taken. Carmen cataloged posture, spacing, weight shifts of trained bodies. One lingered near an exit. Another ignored their drink. A third watched through reflections. Interesting. She paused at the bar, fin…