Wolford and McHorn took Skips into the office where Chief Bogo had been listening to some mysteriously familiar pop music on an iPad. Skips looked at the intimidating buffalo but he had seen worse than him.

"Knock!" said Bogo furiously.

Wondering how familiar the music sounded, Wolford and McHorn closed the door and knocked, the handcuffed rabbit in their grasp.

They knocked, waited for the reply and entered.

Bogo looked at the young rabbit.

"This should be good," said Bogo shortly.

"What should be good?" remarked Skips. "Not the cleverest thing to say to a child of eleven."

"Wise guy hmm?" said Bogo. "What's your name?

"Isaac Carrotford," replied Skips.

"IC," repeated Bogo from writing his initials.

"IC, UC, we all see you love Gazelle!"

"Shut your tra-"

Wolford and McHorn seemed rather convinced as well.

"Forget it," Bogo grumbled. "So you are guilty of stealing a purse am I right?"

"Yup," smiled Skips. "Not everyday you see a boy with one. Say, do you carry a purse, chief? Does it have Gazelle on it?"

"Don't chops at me!" snapped Bogo. "You're in enough trouble as it is. We have you guilty for stealing purse along with another fox. You both just so happened frame one younger than you."

"So you think one fox is guilty and the other is innocent?" said Skips calmly. "The calculation is obvious. You are still under prejudice against foxes but you are real hard to bear a buffalo grin and invite them at your beauty parlour for breakfast - of grass I presume."

Bogo face-palmed. He was clearly getting nowhere with this cocky young rabbit.

"Just lock him up. We'll keep him until he can be of use for the case of young Noah."

Skips was led out and taken dow not the cell corridor. He had to keep quiet for Noah's sake. He remembered Alex telling him before his arrest that he overheard Fury say to that dude in the sunglasses if anyone tells the ZPD of Noah, Fury will kill him.

Noah was sitting in the attic shivering, his tail the only piece of warmth he could hold onto. He was worried about what this dad might be. He only wished for Nick and no one else.

Suddenly the door opened and in came Alex holding a pizza box and looking concerned.

"What do you want?" asked Noah.

"Fury told me to watch you while he goes to see Brent. I ordered us a pizza between us."

Noah was rather hungry but more scared.

"What's gonna happen to Skips?" said Noah. "Is he under arrest?"

"On the cards," responded Alex. "As long you as you stay here you are in danger. I wish I hadn't been holding Fury's honour up after what I heard him say."

"What?" said Noah.

Alex wished he thought before he spoke.

"That I was a sloucher compared to Skips, saying it should have been me in the handcuffs today. I can't promise anything but if I find a chance to help you, stay where you are with those cops. You deserve their love and affection. I'm sorry I've been a jerk. I guess I was jealous because I was trying to please Fury and be the next Skipper."

"I've seen worse," accepted Noah.

"You forgive me?" said Alex. "After framing you with the purse?"

"I've seen many people with no regrets. Mr. and Mrs. Mudway they beat me, Mr. Blite's wife she abused me and made me sleep with dead bodies, her son he dissed my mother, Fury he kidnapped me and Brent Stripes he almost got me killed."

"What about Patsy? She kidnapped you too."

"She was forced. Anyone will do what Stripes tells them and knowing what will happen."

He pointed at his bandaged leg.

"Stop pleasing someone you know you can't please, Alex. You're wasting your own time - it's not worth it."

Alex sighed miserably and nodded.

"Noah? Alex?"

Patsy entered with a female wolf Noah saw only once. Patsy was carrying a handbag.

"Hello, Mommy," smiled Noah.

"What?" said Alex.

"She's my mommy figure," said Noah happily.

"Well," said Alex happily. "Good for you, kid."

"You'll have to leave for a bit I'm afraid Alex. You too, Zoe. I need to see how Noah's leg is doing."

They obediently left the room and closed the door behind them.

Patsy knelt down beside Noah and rummaged though her handbag.

"Who's that wolf?" Noah asked.

"My best Zoe," said Patsy. "She was being muzzled by some ruffians when we were young and I defended her in Brent's good name."

Patsy held out a syringe and loaded it with green liquid.

"What's that?" asked Noah.

"A needle," said Patsy. "I'll have to give your leg a little injection just so your cut doesn't get any nastier?"

"Is it gonna hurt?" asked Noah.

Patsy looked sad.

"I'm afraid you might feel a little pinch. But I promise that it will be good for your leg. This stuff inside will poison all the bacteria from where you got hurt. Now lie down and give me your leg."

Noah did as he was told and felt the air stinging his cut.

"Now keep very still," said Patsy gently.

Noah waited until he felt a sharp little pain. He closed his eyes tight and clenched his hands together.

"All done," said Patsy as she put the needle down and bandaged his leg again.

"You're a very brave boy, sweetie."

Patsy kissed Noah's cheek and gave him a piece of candy.

"Are you a doctor?" he asked.

"When I graduated from university, I became a well-known doctor. Everyone loved my work until one jealous worker told lies about me and framed me, making me lose my job. So here I am?"

"When I get home, I will tell them that you are truthful and that you deserve to follow your dreams."

"They are not really on speaking terms when it comes to poor people like me," said Patsy. "But I'm so grateful for your plans."

"Do you think there will be any plans for Alex if he was to change his life?"

Pasty looked remorseful.

"Redemption only comes when people are ready."

Noah lay asleep that night wondering if good can come out of thieves like Alex. Skips intended to help Noah but it didn't work. He wanted Alex to find a way to a better life than this.