The building in Savanna Central had twenty floors. The first two floors contained an insurance company, called the Animal's Life Insurance Company. The next eighteen floors contained a variety of different small businesses, from dentists to law firms. But of all twenty floors, there was only one office belonging to a private investigator, located on the fifteenth floor. The door leading into the office was made of oak and there was a window fitted into it. In black block letters, were the words: Nicholas Wilde, Private Investigator. Behind the door was a modest office with a pine desk and a chair behind it. On the wall behind the chair was a framed picture of a male red fox and a female rabbit, both in police uniforms. Next to it was a Zootopia Police Academy diploma of graduation that had been framed as well. But the most important feature of the office was the male red fox sitting in the aforementioned chair, behind the aforementioned pine desk. The male red fox's name was Nick Wilde. In the corner of the room, about two metres away from the desk, was a TV, which was turned onto the news and being watched by Nick. The anchor, who was a wolf by the name of Jonathan Growle, was talking.
"Earlier today, at about nine in the morning, a car bomb exploded in Sahara Square, killing six animals and injuring another dozen." Said the anchor animal, "this heinous attack has claimed to be the work of the most dangerous terrorist group in the city, known as the Predator Liberation Front, whose stated goal is to eradicate all the prey in the city and have predators as the dominant group in Zootopia. The PLF, or more commonly, the Front, was created just a week after Mayor Lionheart was beaten in the mayoral race by the current mayor, Alexis Nielson, a zebra, just one year before."
Despite being a predator himself, Nick vehemently disagreed with the Front and their goal to eradicate all prey in Zootopia. He believed that the prey and predator could live together. His friendship with Detective Judy Hopps at the ZPD was proof of that. They had once been partners, three years ago, but that was before Nick discovered that he couldn't escape his past of crime and that he wasn't cut out for following rules and police procedures that were so strict you could barely breathe. So, after only six months of being a police officer, Nick gave Chief Bogo a piece of his mind and quit, deciding to become a private investigator so he could still feel useful and help without having to be a cop. It was only about three months ago that Judy made detective and appointed to the Detective Squad of the ZPD, whose job is to investigate all serious criminal cases in Zootopia. Nick wondered if he might be a detective if he had stayed on the force, maybe, he might even still be Judy's partner. Sometimes, he regretted ever leaving the police, and Judy most of all, but they still hung out. Sometimes they worked a mutual case, most times they just went to the bar and drank themselves stupid. Ever since Judy had become a detective, she'd changed. She had been introduced to the darker side of animalkind, the murders and such, she didn't talk as much as she used to, she wasn't as happy as she was. It was as if all the charisma had been drained out of her. The news anchor finished his report and moved on to a story about a house fire in the Canyonlands before Nick switched the TV off. Almost as if on purpose, the phone on Nick's desk began to ring, he waited a couple of seconds until the phone had a good couple of rings, always better to keep them waiting was his motto, before picking it up and answering with "Nicholas Wilde Private Investigator, how can I help you?" Much to his surprise, the voice on the other end of the phone was Detective Judy Hopps, his former partner.
"Nick, I need your help."
Nick sat upright at the sound of her voice, almost as if she were in the room with him. He regained his composure before he said
"Judy, ummm, what do you need help with exactly" blubbering like a schoolgirl with a crush.
"We dragged a body out of the river in the Rainforest District, a tiger. He didn't have any ID on him, but he did something else"
"What did you find and what does this body have to do with me, you don't think I killed a tiger did you?" asked Nick, starting to get suspicious now.
"No of course not, but we did find your business card in his coat pocket" said Judy.
"My card?" said Nick, confused now, t took him a second, but then he remembered. A tiger had come to him last week asking for his help in tracking down a missing animal. His name was Marshall Sharpe and he was seeking his daughter, who had disappeared a couple of days before. Granted the daughter was twenty-two and old enough to make her own decisions, even if it meant laying low and going off the radar without telling her father. Nick had told Marshall as much, but the father still believed that his daughter's disappearance was foul play and insisted that she would never do that without telling him where she was going. So, playing along for the promise of a decent pay check, Nick had given Marshall his business card and told him that he'd call. However he hadn't gotten around to it because he was still working on a false insurance claim case that he'd just finished up two days before.
"Yeah, I remember now. What do you need?" asked Nick
Judy replied with "could you get down here, I need to ask you some questions" she then gave Nick the address and told him to get over there ASAP. So Nick hung up the phone, got his tan trench coat on, and went downstairs after locking his office door behind him. He got into his black car and drove to the address Judy had given him. It took him half-an hour but he finally arrived. The Rainforest District was known for its treetop houses connected by rope bridges, however there were still many streets and houses on the ground of the District, which were mainly situated along the banks of the Yellow River. When Nick arrived there was an area on the banks of the river which was cordoned off with police tape and where a dozen cops were milling around, performing different duties, from witness questioning to forensic services to just writing down notes on notepads. Nick approached the side of the police tape which was being guarded by a rhino cop whom Nick didn't recognise, as Nick got closer the cop scoffed and said "get lost fox, police only".
"My name is Nick Wilde, Detective Judy Hopps called me down here" said Nick.
The rhino scoffed and said "yeah right, leave fox, before I put you down."
That made Nick angry and his claws came out of his paws, ready to maul this sad excuse for a cop when Nick heard a familiar voice say
"Officer Stompson, let the fox through". The rhino, Stompson, sneered, but he lifted the tape all the same to let Nick through; who promptly retracted his claws gave the cop a dirty look before walking into the crime scene. The first thing he noticed was his old partner, Judy Hopps, looking at him with something like pity in her eyes. Then she said "sorry Nick, I forgot to tell him you were coming". Nick nodded and said "it's alright; I'm used to it by now".
Judy nodded, then led Nick over to the body of a dead tiger.
"Cause of death was a single gunshot wound to the head. It was execution-style, professional, we think it was a gang hit, Mr Big maybe" said Judy
Nick shook his head before saying "no, his turf is Tundratown, plus a gun isn't his style, he prefers to ice his victims."
"A new crime boss maybe" said Judy.
"Maybe, although I haven't heard anything about it"
"So, why was your card in his pocket?' asked Judy
Then Nick explained everything to her, he told her all about how the tiger had come to his office asking him to locate his daughter, and told her his identity because he had none on him.
When he was done Judy said "thanks for all that, I'll run his name through the police database and see if we get any hits."
After a couple of seconds Nick said "so is that it, we done here?"
"Well, I finished my shift, do you want to go get a drink and I'll leave one of the other detectives here in charge". Nick smiled, and then said, "Yeah sure, let's get a drink".
Judy talked to another detective on the scene, an elk, and then when she was finished her and Nick walked to his car together and the drove to their usual bar in the Downtown District known as Bruce's, named for its owner Bruce Razorton. Luckily, Judy's apartment was right across the street from the bar in a ten story apartment building. The bartender was a jaguar and a former cop named Bruce Razorton, who had known both Nick and Judy before he retired three years ago, a month before Nick quit.
"Hey you two, the usual?" Bruce asked them when they sat down at the bar.
"Yes" they both answered at the same time.
A couple of minutes later Bruce brought them both beer and they gulped them down like there was no tomorrow.
"Man that's good" said Judy
"You're telling me" said Nick
As the night got later more and more patrons came into the bar, most of them cops, one of them was even the elk detective Judy had left in charge of the crime scene in the Rainforest District. When midnight rolled around Nick and Judy decided to leave. Judy offered to let Nick stay at her place for the night because he was too drunk to get home at this hour, and so they both went up into her apartment on the fifth floor of the ten story apartment building across the street from Bruce's. As Judy opened the door to her apartment, Nick's eyelids were getting incredibly heavy and he thought he might fall asleep as soon as he lay down. The door was opened and they both went in. As Judy walked to her room, Nick laid down on her couch in her living room and closed his eyes. Then he heard Judy's voice from her bedroom door, "Nick" she said. As Nick opened his eyes and looked at her, he couldn't believe his eyes, Judy Hopps was completely naked.
"Follow me" she said and walked back into her room. Nick quickly got up and did as he was told and followed her into her room where she was laying on her bed, waiting for him.
"Take me, Nick" she said
Nick stripped all his clothes off and positioned himself on top of Judy, where he felt his member only inches away from her warm womanhood. The, he pushed himself inside her again and again, he took one of her nipples in his mouth, then he felt her tighten as she climaxed, which finally pushed him over the edge and he finished with her. Panting, he rolled off her, and then lay down on the bed next to Judy's warm body until they both fell asleep.
The next morning arrived quickly and Nick was still in Judy's bed, Judy, however, was nowhere to be found. That was when he heard the shower running in her bathroom. Last night was amazing, Nick had always harboured feelings for her but he didn't know if those feelings were mutual. Minutes later, the shower was turned off and Judy came into her room with a towel wrapped around her. She got dressed in her best pantsuit, giving Nick a fantastic view of her butt, and then she turned to him and said
"Maybe you should go, just until I figure out what this is"
Nick simply nodded and, gathering up his clothes and getting dressed, he went downstairs to the street where his car was still parked outside of Bruce's across the street. He fished his car keys out of his pocket and pushed the remote unlocking button when he was in the middle of the street. The noise was unimaginable. As the car exploded Nick was thrown backwards. The heat of the explosion felt like he was too close to the sun. Car alarms went off all along the street and Judy came bounding out of her apartment building, she saw Nick on the ground and ran over to him as fast as she could.
"Nick, are you alright?" she asked him with genuine sympathy.
"Yeah, I'm fine, but something gives me the idea that someone doesn't want me on your dead tiger case" said Nick, as he and Judy watched the flames and ash of the car explosion rise into the air.