Chief Bogo was more composed than Clawhauser but he couldn't really hide his excitement at meeting the beautiful pop star. Even his dislike of small talk melted away. "Gazelle, I want you to know how much I appreciated your peace rally during the Night Howlers scare. It was very brave of you to put yourself out there like that."

Gazelle blushed. "Really, Chief Bogo, you give me too much credit. Of what value is my voice if I cannot use it to speak against injustice?" She smiled at the cape buffalo.

He smiled back, then cleared his throat and got down to business. "Officer Wilde informed me of your situation and suggested I personally handle your complaint."

Judy nodded approvingly at Nick, who had followed Bogo into the interview room with Clawhauser. The cheetah was still wide-eyed but his professionalism had taken over and he sat quietly with the fox and the bunny as Bogo questioned Gazelle and went over the evidence.

"What happens now?" asked the antelope, signing her statement.

"Now we assign officers for your personal protection," Bogo replied. He held up a hoof. "I know you have your tigers and Mr Catmull. However, in a situation like this, it's best to have trained professionals."

"Can Officer Wilde and Officer Hopps guard me?" Gazelle smiled at the bunny and the fox. "I would prefer to have you if you are willing."

"Of course," said Nick.

Judy nodded vigorously. "We'll stay with you around the clock."

"No, you won't," Bogo snapped. "You'll have one twelve hour shift and I'll get two more officers for the other twelve hours."

"Uh, Chief?" Clawhauser held up a paw. "I'd like to volunteer."

"Fine. Get someone to cover the front desk." Bogo thought a moment. "Francine can partner with you, and we'll have Grizzoli and Delgato as backup."

"What about next week?" asked Bobby. "We have a benefit for Greenwood Community Hospital and it's going to take a whole lot of cops to cover that."

Bogo smiled. "I have a feeling there won't be any shortage of officers who want to work your benefit."

The chief was right. By the day of the concert, more than two dozen cops had volunteered to work security in addition to Nick, Judy, Clawhauser, and Francine. Bogo took charge personally, scanning the open-air venue critically.

"An indoor concert would be easier to secure," grumbled the cape buffalo to Bobby.

"Out of the question," said the cougar. "This isn't just a concert. It's a fundraiser for the hospital. We want as many animals as possible to be able to attend."

Bogo shook his head. "We'll have to create a large space between the stage and the audience. At least fifteen feet."

"Gazelle's not going to like that," said Bobby. "She likes to be close to her fans."

"Not this time," said Bogo firmly. "And I'm going to have four uniformed officers monitoring that space." He pondered the diagram of the concert. "There will be a number of officers in uniform mingling with the crowd to prevent too many animals from concentrating in one area. I'll have your stage and backstage area cordoned off, with everyone, and I do mean everyone, who wants to pass getting checked. If they're not on the list, they don't get in."

"That sounds good," said Bobby. "Anything else?"

The cape buffalo reflected. "Normally that would do it. A large police presence tends to discourage trouble. In this case, we're dealing with someone who isn't behaving rationally. They may see this concert as the perfect opportunity to make an attempt on Gazelle. So we'll have an added layer of security backstage with Hopps, Wilde, and Clawhauser. They'll be in plain clothes and at least one of them will always be within five feet of Gazelle unless she's actually on the stage. Finally, Francine and I will be in uniform patrolling the entire backstage area. Is there anything, anything at all, that you can think of, Mr Catmull? Any areas we've overlooked, any matter you feel concerned about?"

"Well, the tigers will be close to her from the time she goes on the stage to the time she leaves. And you've got her covered off stage. I just wish there was something I could do." Bobby's voice was tight with frustration. "I have to work the sound equipment. In fact, I have to go now and start setting up."