The lights were low, still on schedule for nighttime hours. The factory was of course ignorant of the crime that happened earlier. The corridors felt like caves, so quiet, vast, and dark. Judy realized why Nick was leading the trio, having the best night vision. Come to think of it, the reason why Enforcers are predators is due to their natural affinity for hunting. It's in their DNA, after all. Night vision, scent tracking, aggressive capabilities...it all only made Judy wonder more about how the moose ended up with the collar around his neck.

"Hey." Maurice spoke up as they walked through the empty factory.

"Hm?" Judy responded, trying to keep quiet.

"I heard you were top of your class."

"Yeah."

"Well, I hope this doesn't seem unreasonable for me to ask this of you, but forget everything you learned back in the academy. None of it will prepare you for anything you'll see tonight and every night after. Despite our inner thoughts being transparent to machines, you'll find that logic and theories will do you no good. You, me, and Sibyl can analyze all we want. At the end of the day, some of the things you'll see just can't be rationalized. It's crazy out here, so I don't want you to falsely expect any one thing. I want you to be prepared for everything."

"I understand. Thank you." Judy replied in earnest.

"At the very least, if you don't know what to do, just listen to your Dominator. If it tells you to shoot, then shoot." Maurice simply gave her a weary smile before looking back forward towards Nick.

"Just shoot?"

Judy gazed down into her Dominator, and she saw the interface appear before her eyes. A thought crossed her mind, and she pointed it at Maurice's back. The Dominator began to speak, and Judy was thankful that only she could hear it. "Crime Coefficient is over 120. He is an Enforcer registered at the Zootopia Police Department. He is an Enforce at Will target. The safety will be released."

Judy lowered the Dominator and the gears began to turn inside her head. Judy wasn't sure how a latent criminal could act so kind and polite. She couldn't believe he took his job seriously and strived to complete the assignment. Despite his initial attitude, even Nick had shown to be determined and agreeable enough, going as far as to take the lead. Judy came to the realization that she had contributed nothing so far, and pondered why she was the one in control and they were the ones in collars.

"So what do you think happened to Lionheart, Inspector?" Maurice mused, filling the quiet hallway with some casual conversation. "My money is on money. He started losing too much of it. Maybe some deals he really needed didn't go through. It's a common source of stress in these CEO types."

"That's pretty insightful." Judy genuinely praised her Enforcer. "I spoke with Bogo before you guys arrived. I'm not sure if it was money, but something stressed him out in an incredibly short time frame."

"Stress is a great ingredient for more stress." Maurice replied. "I take it that the king couldn't bear to part with his kingdom?"

"That's actually exactly it. He tried to hush his therapist about the state of his Psycho-Pass. How did you figure that out, Mister Fournier?"

"The same way I knew you'd pull that Dominator out on me just to check. It's my job, or at least, it was my job back then, to read the thoughts of other mammals the best I can. Now it's more or less just a skill."

Judy tensed up upon hearing his admission. 'Did he really notice the Dominator scan?' Judy thought.

"I'm not offended or anything." Maurice laughed. "I know a prey Enforcer is a rare sight. But I proved capable and had enough time as an Inspector. I supposed they figured they were honoring me, which is fine by me since I wasn't through by a long shot. What I lack for in hunting skills I make up for in experience. But spend enough time thinking about criminals and it can weigh upon your mind. My Psycho-Pass clouded; I neglected my mental health in pursuit of doing my job. You see, Inspector, the mammal who commits the murder and the mammal who investigates the murder are of the same ilk. Be sure to remember that, and take care of yourself."

"I'm sorry to hear that, Mister Fournier. And thanks for worrying about me, but I'll be fine. My Psycho-Pass, well...it never seems to cloud. I've always been that way. Always clear."

"Well, that's good to hear you have the fortitude. You'll need it."

"So, it was you who I ended up replacing, Mister Fournier?"

"Please, I'm just Maurice. And as a matter of fact-"

"Psst. I found our lion." cackled a voice in Judy's ear. She recognized it as Weaselton communicating over their channel. "I've got a clear shot. Let me put him down, Chief?"

"Negative. Wait for Honey and myself to meet you." Bogo's voice responded.

"You sure? This hostage gal is having a rough time. He aint exactly being gentle with her."

"Okay. Take the shot. Make it count." Bogo commanded.

Judy tensed up, waiting for the resolution of her first assignment. 'Maybe it's for the best that this assignment gets completed before I even get involved.' Judy thought.

"Say goodbye to the lion, everybody." whispered Weaselton. Judy could hear the shot sound out both in her receiver and somewhere distant in the building. She also heard a loud roar and some panicked noises from Weaselton.

"Wesselton! Report! What in the hell is going on?" Bogo shouted over the comms.

"The Eliminator shot didn't take! I'd add stimulants to part of this guys problem! Really good ones! No other way he'd still be standing! He hopped on a drone and took the girl with him!"

"He's aware of our presence now." Nick spoke into the comms channel. "You three keep in pursuit of him. We'll cut him off."

"And why are you so sure you know where he's going, Wilde?" shouted Bogo.

"This is his drone factory and he's got all the keys, all the codes. He'll feel safe among them, so he'll go to the armory where they're stored. He kept one on him, that's bad enough. We don't want him to stir up his army. Honey, make sure you bring the cart."

"Aye-aye, Nicky!" Honey cheerfully replied over the channel.

"We should be covering the entrance in case he escapes! Wilde, I don't know what kind of cute insubordination you think you're pulling, but I will not hesitate to shock you-"

"No!" Judy spoke up, surprised at her own outburst. Nick turned to look at her in shock. Staring into his eyes, she could see his ambition and intelligence. She knew that this fox had a plan, and it was making sense to her. "Inspector Bogo...I think it's a good plan. We should go along with it."

"If you're worried about the entrance, send somebody else there. I'll do it." Maurice offered in an attempt to placate the buffalo.

"I'm not trusting that job to a lone Enforcer." Bogo harshly retorted. "I'll cover it with Wesselton-"

"It's Weaselton! Duke Wea-"

"Hopps, you have fun leading around the hunters." Bogo spat.

With that cold remark there was radio silence.