Nick and Judy were called into the Chief's office the next day.

They waited outside – you didn't just walk into Chief Bogo's office unless you were Clawhauser.

"What did you do to make the Chief mad, Carrots? You keep getting me into trouble," Nick said.

Judy nudged him. "Shut up," she muttered just as the door opened and the Chief ordered them in.

"I'm sure you're wondering why I assigned you to go through recent communications yesterday," Chief Bogo began.

"Judy thought it was to figure out what everyone says about you behind your back," Nick said.

Judy glared at him.

Chief Bogo ignored him. "In fact, it was because I trust you two." He took a breath. Nick didn't even feel like making a joke, that's how serious the Chief's face was.

"I fear we have a mole in the ZPD," he said

"Uh – yeah?" Nick said. "Is there a problem with her?" He liked Officer Wilkes, although he didn't know her very well.

"With all due respect, Chief," Judy said politely. "Officer Wilkes may have bad eyesight, but in my opinion she is one of the most capable new recruits –"

"No, not a mole like Officer Wilkes, who, as you just observed, is indeed very capable." The Chief rubbed his temples. "A double agent. An informer."

Judy gasped and looked horrified – Nick knew that in her eyes betraying the ZPD was sacrilege. Her loyalty was admirable, really.

Nick frowned. "How do you know?"

"Information has been given out to petty criminals for some time. I realized it while interviewing a suspect who knew internal info. This is something that happens unfortunately often, because there is a profit in it for whoever gives out the information. We need to investigate this and make sure it stops, and I would like you two to take the case, and not to tell anybody about it. Only report to me. We don't know who it might be."

"Of course, Chief!" Judy said.

"What are we supposed to tell people who ask us what case we're working on?" Nick asked.

"Tell them you're on parking duty."

Nick reluctantly put on his grey hat, causing Judy to burst out laughing. It was unfair – Judy looked all cute in her parking duty uniform. Nick thought that he himself just looked ridiculous.

"Now you know what I felt like when I started out," Judy said smugly, but she patted Nick's shoulder in sympathy. "Don't worry. We'll solve the case and have our officers' uniforms back in no time."

"We don't have any leads," Nick said dejectedly. "There was nothing unusual in the communications we went through."

"We'll find something," Judy said determinedly. "I just can't believe any of us would do something like that."

Nick shrugged. He knew Judy couldn't believe it, but he didn't have any trouble. There had to be some bad eggs in every institution. He didn't like seeing Judy this sad, though. "It'll be fine," he said to cheer her up. "We'll figure out who did it."

Judy smiled up at him. "I know we will," she said. "So let's get started on looking at suspects before we leave for that talk with Mrs. Xiang tonight."

"Mrs. Xiang?" Nick asked.

"Ms. Miles's sister."

"Oh, right. Do you think we'll get anything useful from her?"

Judy looked surprisingly grim. "Let's hope so."

Mrs. Xiang was crying, which made Nick pretty uncomfortable. He felt sorry for her, but he had no idea what to do. He couldn't handle anyone crying very well. Maybe Judy, but that was it.

Luckily, though, Judy knew what to do. She patted Mrs. Xiang's shoulder and said nice things until the hyena had stopped sniffling.

"I'm sorry," Mrs. Xiang said. "It's just – I'm terribly afraid for my sister. Something must have happened. It's not like her to disappear like this!"

"We believe you, Mrs. Xiang," Judy said seriously. "We will do everything we can to find your sister and make sure she's alright."

Nick decided to let Judy handle this and leaned back in his chair, taking off his sunglasses now that they were in Mrs. Xiang's living room. A picture of her and another hyena who Nick guessed to be her husband with a bunch of little hyenas hung over the sofa. Sitting there on the sofa next to Judy in plain clothes, Nick felt as if they were here to have a cup of coffee.

"Now, can you tell us anything about what may have happened to your sister?"

Mrs. Xiang hesitated. "You're from the ZPD," she said.

"That's right," Judy said gently.

"But Mr. Big sent you?"

"Ah," Judy said.

She and Nick exchanged a glance. Nick shrugged to let her know he trusted her to deal with this.

Judy cleared her throat. "We are aware that Ms. Miles may have been involved in some – uhm – legally grey activities," she said.

"She's a good person," Mrs. Xiang said. "She'd never hurt anybody. It's a job, and it's only checking out people's backgrounds, nothing more."

"Of course," Nick threw in smoothly. Judy shot him a look that was somewhere between grateful and Didn't you want to let me handle this?

He shrugged and let Judy go back to questioning the witness.

"You see, because of her job she had some… unsavory contacts, but she could handle herself, believe me. And then, about ten days ago, she told me that she was in danger – well, she didn't say danger, she said 'a complicated situation'."

"Do you think she may have gone into hiding because of this complicated situation?" Judy asked.

Mrs. Xiang shook her head. "Not without telling me not to worry, at least."

"Ms. Miles was last seen in the Rainforest District with a sloth bear. Do you know if she is acquainted with any sloth bears?"

"Oh, yes, she has a good friend over in the Rainforest District," Mrs. Xiang said, nodding. "Mr. More. I don't know his address, I'm sorry."

"That's fine, thank you. You've been a great help." Judy jumped down from the sofa, landing with a thump, and stood up straight. "We will find your sister, Mrs. Xiang," she said.

Nick couldn't help but stare at her. Judy was a sight to behold when she was this determined.

"Come on, Nick. We need to talk to our friend in the Rainforest District."

"Who's that?" Nick asked.

"Mr. Manchas," Judy said, driving along the road that led into the rainforest district.

"I see," Nick said. "'Friend' might be overstating it a little, though."

"Well, I couldn't say 'We need to talk to our brief acquaintance who on our one meeting nearly killed us', could I?"

"No," Nick said, grinning at her. "By the way, why do you always get to drive?"

"I wish you were holding a pawpsicle," Judy said, but she was grinning as well.

"Do you think Mr. Manchas will be able to help us?" Nick asked.

Judy shrugged. "I hope so. If not, we can look the address up in the system, but – well."

"We shouldn't leave too many traces," Nick said.

Judy nodded, lost in thought. "Mr. Big is our friend, and I really hope everyone involved in this hasn't done anything too illegal, but I wish we could go through the proper channels."

"We'll be fine," Nick said. "We'll hustle it. Boom."

"Boom," Judy agreed, stopping the car and getting out. "Let's see what we can find out."

They walked up to Mr. Manchas's house and rang the doorbell.

It took a while until the jaguar opened the door, but he greeted them with a smile. "Officers Hopps and Wilde, am I correct?" he asked. "You are friends of Mr. Big's."

"That's right," Judy said with a smile. "We have a couple of questions. May we come in?"

"Of course," Mr. Manchas said. "I'm sorry our last meeting was not very friendly. I apologize."

"That's fine," Judy said. "It wasn't your fault."

Nick and Judy sat down at the table, Mr. Manchas opposite them. "How can I help you?" he asked.

"We're investigating the disappearance of several of Mr. Big's associates, including Lisa Miles. She was last seen in the company of one Mr. More, a sloth bear," Judy said.

"We'd like to talk to him," Nick added. "Do you know where he lives?"

Mr. Manchas nodded. "Yes, of course," he said. "Everybody knows Mr. More. I will explain to you the way to his house. He should be home at this hour of the day."

"'Everyone knows Mr. More'," Nick said mockingly in front of Mr. More's house. "I don't, and I know everyone."

Judy smiled indulgently. "Maybe it's more of a local knowledge," she said.

"Maybe," Nick grumbled, and rang the bell.

The door was thrown open from the inside and a bear pointed a taser at them. "Leave me alone!" he shouted. "Just leave me alone!"

"Whoa," Judy said, taking a step back. Her nose was twitching slightly but she raised her hands to calm the bear down. "It's alright, we're here to help," she said.

"Yeah," Nick said. "Can you please point that somewhere else? It's kind of disconcerting."

The bear lowered the taser. "Who are you?" he asked.

"ZPD, Officer Hopps, this is Officer Wilde," Judy said.

"Are you Mr. More?" Nick asked.

"Police?"

"Are you?" Nick repeated.

"Y – yes," Mr. More said, dropping the taser. "You're not wearing uniforms."

Judy flashed her badge. Mr. More stepped aside to let them in.

"Why are you here?" he asked. "I didn't do anything!"

"What did you mean when you told us to leave you alone?" Nick asked.

"I thought you were someone else, I didn't know you were the police," Mr. More said. "I swear."

"Do you know a hyena named Lisa Miles?" Judy asked.

"Lisa?" Mr. More asked. "Of course I know her. She wanted me to work for Mr. Big, as a – uhm – caterer, but I declined. There were no hard feelings."

"So why was the last time she was seen before she vanished with you?" Judy asked, apparently deciding to ignore the very obvious lie about what Lisa had wanted Mr. More to work as.

"She vanished?"

"Ten days ago. She was last seen with you, in the Rainforest District, according to a newspaper vendor who was, uh, questioned by Mr. Big," Nick said.

"I didn't know that," Mr. More said. "It's true, we talked to each other ten days ago, but she left, she said she was going to go home. I don't know what happened to her."

"Why did you think we were threatening you when we rang the bell?" Judy asked.

"There's been animals following me," Mr. More said. "And I'm not stupid. I know that associates of Mr. Big's have been disappearing. I think it's the same people who've done something to them, and Lisa talking to me has made me a target. They probably think I'm working for Mr. Big, too! I don't want to be involved in anything like that, honestly."

"Have you seen any of these animals following you?" Judy asked. "Who were they? Did you recognize them?"

Mr. More shook his head. "A jackal, a bat, a zebra," he said. "Those are the ones I noticed, but they're very good at not being spotted."

Nick nodded. "Anything else you can tell us?"

Mr. More shook his head.

"Do you know anything of internal ZPD information being given out to criminals?" Judy suddenly asked.

Mr. More hesitated. "I don't know anything specific. But living here, you hear all kinds of things. It's not like Savannah Central where stuff like this might go unnoticed. There's been talk of police officers telling some people – things. But I don't know any details."

Nick nodded.

"Thank you, Mr. More," Judy said. "This is my number. Please call me if you have any more information, no matter how insignificant it may seem. If there's any new animals following you, or if you get any names. Anything really."

Mr. More nodded and took the card.

"Can I drive?" Nick asked.

"I'm driving already," Judy pointed out.

"We could stop and switch."

Judy rolled her eyes.

They drove in silence for a while, until Nick suddenly noticed something. "Judy?" he asked.

"Yeah?"

"Do you see that car behind us?"

Judy nodded.

"Doesn't it seem like it's been following us for a while?"

"Yes," Judy said. "Okay. I'll keep driving, and you try to get a look at who is driving that car, okay? Act inconspicuously."

"I'm always inconspicuous," Nick said.

"Right," Judy said, but she seemed tense.

"It'll be fine," Nick said.

"We've been saying that a lot lately."

"Hey, it's true!"

"Alright, alright." Thankfully, Judy was smiling slightly. Nick considered it a success.

"It looks like the car's speeding up," Nick said. "Maybe it wasn't following us and just wants to overtake."

"Yeah," Judy said, braking slightly to let the other car pass.

The last thing Nick saw before it crashed into theirs was Judy trying to keep hold of the wheel.