A/N: And here's Chapter 5.
Disclaimer: I do not own Zootopia
Chapter 5: Selina Winters
"This is it," Wiley said as he put the car into park, "Last known address of Selina Winters."
Nick opened the folder that he was carrying, "Selina Winters: Snowshoe Hare. She was born here in Tundratown. Her father was an accountant for Tundratown Credit Union and her mother was a waitress at a small diner. They both died in a car crash when she was 15. She became a ward of the city and was sent to an orphanage in Central. When she was 16, she was picked up by ZPD on a possession charge, but was released back into the orphanage's care. At 18, she received her inheritance which included her family's house which was maintained by her uncle. Not long after, she was arrested for the murder of said uncle via kitchen knife, but it was ruled as self-defense because he attempted to rape her. She has no other living relatives in the city."
"Damn," Wiley said as he got out of the car. Nick followed suit and laid the folder on his seat. The two officers walked up to the front door. There was a ribbon of police tape across the door and a piece of red tape across the doorjamb.
As Nick approached the door, Wiley stuck a hand out to stop him.
"Look at the seal," he said as he pointed to the red tape, "It's been tampered with. You can tell by the glue residue; it's been removed and replaced."
Nick leaned closer to the deadbolt and noticed some scratches around the keyhole, "Someone picked the lock."
"Oy," a voice came from the house next door, "Who the hell are you?"
Wiley turned to face the lemming neighbor and flashed his badge, "ZPD, Detective Wiley and Officer Wilde. Who are you?"
"They let a fox into the ZPD," he responded, "This city's going to shit."
"You didn't answer my question," Wiley said, "Who are you?"
"The name's Kristoph," he answered, "What you doing there?"
"We're looking into the disappearance of Selina Winters," Nick said while trying to hide his annoyance, "How well did you know your neighbor?"
The lemming glared at Nick before turning to Wiley, "The rabbit was a whore. Every other night, she'd come home with a different mammal. Males, females; didn't matter. And I knew they were mating. That house should be condemned; the walls are so thin."
"What kind of mammals," Nick asked.
Again, ignoring the vulpine, "Any kind you could think of. Tigers, mice, stags, she even fucked a goddamned fox."
"What species of fox," Wiley asked.
"Why does it matter," Kristoph asked.
"Why do you care," Nick shot back.
The lemming glared at Nick, "Artic fox, a vixen. Like I said, she went both ways."
Wiley shared a look with Nick before asking, "Do you happen to remember when this was?"
"About four months ago," he responded, "I saw them go into the house together early one morning, heard them fucking for a couple of hours, I went to work in the morning, haven't seen either of them since."
"Have you noticed anything suspicious recently," Nick asked.
"Only the shady as hell Fox that's currently snooping around," Kristoph shot back.
Nick balled his fists and started to make a move toward the lemming, but Wiley placed a paw on his shoulder, "Let it go, Wilde."
Wiley turned to face Kristoph, "We are officers of the law looking for leads about Miss Winters' disappearance, and you will show my partner respect, or we're going to have a problem."
"Then I guess we're done here," Kristoph said as he began to turn around.
Before Nick had time to register what was happening, Wiley closed the distance between them and the lemming before slamming the small mammal's back against the wall.
"We're done when I say we're done," Wiley said through a sneer, "So did you see anything or not?"
Kristoph's eyes widened, "A few nights ago, I saw someone sneaking around. I couldn't tell who or what it was, but they got inside and looked around."
"There," Wiley said as he lowered the small mammal to the ground, "That wasn't so hard was it?"
"I'm going to report you," he shouted as he ran back to his house, "I'll have your badge."
He slammed the door shut.
"Honey badger don't give a shit," Wiley said as he walked back to Nick. He reached into his pocket and tossed his phone to Nick, "Your partner should be calling soon. I'm going to go around back and see if anything looks out of place."
Wiley walked around back. As he rounded the corner, the phone began to vibrate.
He answered it, hearing, "Undercover work is boring."
"Well hello to you too Carrots," Nick responded.
"Nick," she said excitedly, "Why do you have Wiley's phone?"
"He's busy right now," Nick said, "We're at the second victim's house in Tundratown."
"Selina Winters," Judy said, "Have you found anything?"
"Her neighbor is a piece of work, but we found out that a few days before her disappearance, she was accompanied home by a female arctic fox."
"That sounds familiar," Judy said, "Wiley told me the same thing about the first victim."
"Lorena," Nick said, he noticeably shuddered, "Yeah. This case is messing with me, Carrots."
"What do you mean," she asked concerned.
"Everything about it," he said, "Rabbits going missing, all employed by the same gentleman's club, the same club that my best friend who so happens to be a rabbit is currently investigating undercover."
"Are you really that worried about me," she asked slightly taken aback.
"Of course I am," he said, "I wish they would just tell me who and where you're investigating."
"Sorry, need-to…," she started.
"I know," he interjected, "It's need-to-know, and I don't."
"Did you learn anything else," she asked.
"Yes, actually," he said, "The horrible speciesist neighbor noticed someone sneaking around a few nights ago, and we found evidence that someone had picked the front door lock."
At that point, Wiley came around the corner, "Oh, Wiley's back."
Nick passed the phone over to Wiley who said, "Hopps... Forced entry, but we haven't been inside to look around yet. I'll talk to you at 0300."
He hung up and turned to Nick, "Back door's still locked. The snow isn't disturbed, so no one's been back there for a while."
"Should we head inside then," Nick asked.
Wiley nodded and made for the door. After breaking the already broken seal, they stepped inside. Nick attempted to flick on a light switch, but nothing happened.
"Power's been cut," Wiley said, "It's a shame; it's a nice place."
"Did the original CSI team find anything when they searched the first time," Nick asked.
Wiley shook his head, "No. Nothing seemed out of place, save for a few dirty dishes."
"We should check the bedroom," Nick said, "If they did have a dalliance like the jerk next door claimed, there may be trace evidence left behind."
Wiley nodded, "Go ahead. I'll look around down here."
Nick nodded and headed up the stairs. At the top of the stairs, he found three doors along the hallway. He opened the first door to find a pristine master bed room. It looked as though no one had been in it for years, save for the two display cases that had been set up. In one, on a female rabbit shaped mannequin, there was a beautiful ballgown wedding dress complete with a diamond necklace and diamond engagement ring. Next to it was a photo of a female snowshoe hare wearing the aforementioned dress. The other case had a male mannequin dressed in a smart tuxedo with a photo of a male snowshoe hare. Between the two cases on a dresser, was a portrait of the happy couple sitting between two urns. Nick shook his head at the tragic nature of the room before closing the door and moving on.
The second room was the bathroom. It looked like any other small mammal bathroom with a shower and a full body dryer. He opened up the medicine cabinet and looked over the contents. The pill bottles ranged from antidepressants to pain killers to suppressants with various names attached.
"I guess she never got past her addiction," Nick said to himself as he closed the cabinet door and left the room.
"I guess this is her bedroom," he said as he approached the final door. As soon as he cracked the door, his nose was assaulted by a lingering scent of vulpine pheromones, "There was definitely a fox here."
As he approached the bed, he could see the clear outlines of two bodies in the sheets with remnants of white fur in each. He pulled on a glove and picked up one of the longer follicles and examined it, "Tail fur, definitely vulpine."
He sniffed it, causing a light blush to appear on his cheeks, "Definitely female."
He pulled out a small bag and dropped the fur in it before putting in his pocket. He turned his attention to her nightstand. He pulled open the drawer to find a blank envelope. He opened it to find a stack of hundred-dollar bills. Next to the envelope was a little, black book. He picked it up and flipped through it. Throughout the pages were names of various mammals, male and female, along with their species, a number from 1-5, and varying numbers of dollar signs. His eyes widened when he saw a familiar name.
Finnick, fennec fox, 3, $$
And then another;
Kosov, polar bear, 5, $$$
He snapped a photo of them, along with the other pages, with his phone before putting the book and money back where he found them.
He then turned to her closet, pulling it open. Inside were a variety of clothing pieces ranging from lingerie to dresses to pajama sets. He began moving the clothing around when he saw the glint of glass reflecting the ambient light. He pushed aside the dresses to see a video camera, a hard drive, and a laptop.
Nick walked to the door and shouted down the stairs, "Hey Wiley, you might want to come up here."
He walked over and opened the laptop, "Battery still has juice," and accessed the hard drive as Wiley walked into the room.
"What did you find?"
Nick motioned toward the video camera, "She's more than just a stripper. I found a client list and a stack of cash in the nightstand. Looks like she was also filming her job performances."
The file list on the hard drive contained over one hundred video files. He clicked on the most recent file, dated four months prior, two days before her disappearance. The window opened, showing a shot out through the closet door, into the room. On the bed, there lay a pure white artic fox, her legs splayed open with a pure white snowshoe hare performing cunnilingus on her. Both were completely nude. Nick closed the window.
"Blackmail material," Nick guessed.
"Hard to say," Wiley responded as he glanced at his watch, "It's getting late. Bag the hard drive, the cash and the book as evidence. Let's call it a day."
Nick was sitting at a table in a café in Sahara Square waiting for his contact. Across from him, he saw the chair move backward before a small vulpine form appeared in front of him.
"Hey Finnick," he said upon seeing his diminutive friend.
"How's it going officer," Finn shot back, "It's been a while since we've been able to hang out just the two of us. I figured that the rabbit would be with you."
"Judy's on assignment," Nick said, "Undercover somewhere. I was told that it's need-to-know, and I don't."
"That's rough," Finn responded, "I know you two have gotten pretty close over the last year."
"She's one of my closest friends," Nick said, "She got me on the straight and narrow, a new lease on life."
"Yeah, as a member of the fuzz," Finnick said, "It's like I can't even talk to you anymore."
"Of course, you can," Nick said, "What we've got goes back much further than me being a cop. You've got as much dirt on me as I have on you. It'd be mutually assured destruction."
"Fair point," Finnick relented, "So, what'd you want to talk about? When you called me, you sounded serious."
"I'm going to ask you something, but I need you to keep it on the down-low," Nick said, "If it gets out that I talked to anyone about this, I'll go away for a long time."
"Sure thing," Finn said.
"How do you know Selina Winters?"
When he heard the name, Finnick's eyes went wide, "I don't anyone by that name."
Nick pulled out his phone and showed him the picture of the page of Selina's little black book, "You're the only fennec fox in Zootopia named Finnick. I checked. Please, man. I need to know what you know. I've gotta rule you out. I know you'd never do anything to anyone, but your name is in a missing mammal's client list."
"If you know that that was a client list, then you know how I know her," Finnick said, "Last time that I utilized her services was about six months ago."
"Do you know anything about her personal life," Nick asked.
Finnick shook his head, "Nah. All I did was call her. She'd come and pick me up, blindfold me, and take me to her place. I guess that she didn't want me to know where she lived."
"How did you find out how to contact her," Kick asked.
"I know a guy who knew about her," Finnick explained, "Apparently she's a dancer at some club in Tundratown; I don't know which one. He gave me her info when I mentioned that it's been a while since I… you know."
"Did you know she was a rabbit," Nick asked.
"Yeah," Finnick said, "He told me. Didn't matter."
"How does that even work; a fox and a rabbit," Nick asked, "I mean, canids have some physical features that are unique to our evolutionary family."
"Neither one of us seemed to have a problem," he responded, "Why are you so interested? Looking to get a little closer to your partner?"
Nick deadpanned, "No. My relationship with Carrots is strictly platonic."
"If you say so," Finnick joked.
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