A knock was heard on the door. Silver raised his head instantly and quickly reorganised his papers before announcing, "Come in.". It was Waller. He opened the door and walked in.

"Hey boss, so how is it all going, being in charge and all?"

"I told you, we've been through a lot now, call me Ben or at least Silver but stop calling me boss. It's a bit icky for me."

"Whatever you say boss." Silver puffed up and wanted to get angry but then sighed and slumped his shoulders. Waller chuckled at that. "Yeah, Silver, what's up? You look like a zombie."

"A lot of fucking documents to sieve through. Some are useless, some are important, and some are new so I, as the new leader, have to shuffle through them." Waller walked up to the desk and taken a few sheets to look at. "Hey, didn't give you permission to take that." Waller skimmed through the sheet at the top before putting them back down.

"Sorry boss, thought we've been through a lot." Waller sat down in the chair next to the desk. Then it hit him. He read a bounty contract but didn't read who it was for. "Permission to re-read that document, sir?"

"Hmm? Something caught your eye? Sure, knock yourself out." Silver taken the sheet and handed it over before reading another sheet.

Waller read through every detail slowly. "Wanted alive preferably but can be dead? Odd, that is quite... um.. unique, I guess." Silver perked up. "Reward 100,000,000 zoollars? Who the hell is worth that mu... oh. OH. We are not doing this!"

"Why not? They that good? I mean who could it possibly be?" Waller dropped the bounty contract onto the table and pointed at the name. "I was about to joke that it's not like it is him but well shit. A boatload of cash for the capture or death and retrieval of one Spectral Showman. Fucking hell. The others can't find out. And I'm just talking about the ones that are in this building, I mean every single boss. Even Finnick wouldn't resist such a prize."

"Should we be worried about them attacking him?"

"Doesn't matter, we must help him, at least by warning him."

"I can tell Judy, who could tell Isamu, who could tell him, considering they still talk to each other quite often."

"By what I've seen and heard, I think Judy will tell him directly. But who could've set this up?"

Silver redirected his sight while sighing in exasperation, then noticed that there was another bounty, with almost exactly the same requirements. "What's this?" He picked it up and read through it. "So they want a lawyer as well. Some guy named Nicholas Wilde."

"Wait, that Nicholas Wilde? The one that somehow got Mr. Big walking free against all odds?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Oh, there was a case about 4 years ago. Every single thing was stacked against the unlucky shrew and to make matters worse, no-one wanted to accept him. Because of this, he got desperate and ordered cheaper ones. Within that set was none other than a fox that no-one knew or trusted. Was his third case in general actually."

"Really? Third case, inexperienced then, how did it go?"

"Well, there were basically dozens of charges as you would expect."

"Certainly."

"There was also tonnes of evidence and witnesses all testifying against them."

"Oof, must be difficult."

"Here's the thing, that lawyer twisted all their words and presented a lot of what would normally be damning evidence to show that he was actually innocent. After about a year, the case was closed and he was ruled innocent. He was then known as the miracle fox for a little while before being forgotten again. What a legend. I've heard he picks and chooses who his clients are now. Elite status."

"Mmm, must be, or he is busy doing something else."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Well, think about it like this. Why make a bounty for two different foxes with the exact same reqirements, 'preferably alive but can be dead.' Sure the reward is lower but lets be honest, no mammal would assume that a lawyer can defend himself like that. But now both are foxes with the extremely similar weights as written here." He pointed at both the areas, which show how much the two weigh. "The same heights and similar looks." He threw the papers onto the table. "There is a reason I'm in charge. I'm perceptive."

"Holy shit. The legendary lawyer is the Spectral Showman? No, can't be. But we could always check via fursonal contact."

"What do you mean? What, go talk to him? Also, we need to ensure that no-one else knows this connection. It could be a little difficult to help if he is in danger all the time."

"Right. One question though. Why help him?"

"Call it a favour." Waller face palmed, realising that they owed him as well. "Spread the word that there will be a building wide meeting in 20 minutes. Main atrium, I will be above. We all should fit there."

"Yessir, I'm on it."

"Wallace, I told you."

"Sure thing Benji." Silver stuck his middle finger up at Waller as he left. The two then laughed at the exchange.

"Just go, you have a meeting to advertise." Waller nodded and left. He then turned back to the pile of documents that were piled on his desk. "This does beg the question. Who wants to have Spectre killed? I mean sure it says preferably alive but probably to kill him themselves." He searched the pile skimming through every sheet quickly to see if there was any information on who set the contract. He looked through about 35 documents and files, then he found something. Something that intrigued him. 'Dead mammal? We will deal with it.' "A cleaning company? Why is it here?" He looked at the number and was about to call but then decided against it. He then looked at the bounty one more time. "Nicholas Piberius Wilde. So that is who you are, Spectre."

Then there was a knock on the door. He looked up and said simply and calmly, "Come in."

A weasel came in. The weasel was escorted by Jane Otterton. She seemed quite timid and passive but seemed to also have a request. "H-hey, a-are you in ch-charge here?"

"Yes, I am. What do I have the pleasure of your presence?" He shook his paw to demonstrate to the otter to leave. She nodded and walked through the open doorway, closing the door behind her.

"I would wish to request something."

"What would it be?"

"To avenge my brother."

"Why would I avenge your brother?"

"Because I've heard through the grapevine that there is a massive bounty on th-that pelt's head." Silver looked down onto his bounty sheet and smiled. "Y-yeah, him. He killed my brother."

"Would I know him?"

"Probably, it was Duke Weaselton."

"Him? Hehe, he had it coming, no offence. Also, I would not betray a fellow comrade. I would not go against someone that has assisted me."

"What if I said that I am willing to pay in more physical services?" Silver laughed. The weasel stared confused at the fox.

"I have errm have more refined tastes." Silver smiled.

"What, I'm not good enough?"

"Even if you were, you wouldn't be my type."

"And why is that? Are you saying that a weasel is below your standard?"

"No." He chuckled. "You don't understand. I prefer more err... different individuals."

"I will do whatever it takes for you to try and take out that damned fox. Please, just do it for me. I'm willing to do whatever. I swear."

"I have two questions. One, why do you want his death? What is it about his death that would satisfy you?"

"Well, I would feel relieved because it would show there is some form of fairness and justice in this world."

"You are talking to a criminal boss talking about justice? You must be desperate. Anyways, two, why not go to the police with this?"

"I did and they just directed me out the door. They said they would try but for now two months, nothing. Not even a single step in the right direction. I have given up on them. Now I want some form of revenge. Even if arrest isn't the thing that gets him, death is a close second."

Silver giggled to himself. "So, whatever it takes? Do you realise that he is the reason I am able to walk and breathe where I am today? He is the sole reason I am here in charge. If I go after him, that would be a betrayal against myself as well."

"Please, I am willing to even get down on my knees and satisfy you right now."

"One last time, that doesn't change my stance."

"Why not please I'm begging you." She had tears in her eyes now.

"Because I'm not interested in what you have to offer."

"What if it was a vixen?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"She." Ms. Otterton stood in disbelief. It finally hit her. He wasn't interested in having sex with a female, period. "I see you finally understood what I tried to explain lightly."

"Yes, yes I do. Please, I beseech you."

"Now there is a fancy word." He chuckled a bit. "Now would you please see yourself out, my good friend will escort you out."

"No, you can't let that monster just walk around."

Silver grabbed his pistol and raised it. "I was being nice. Now, I'm am not. One more second and it will be your last." Ms. Weaselton looked at the pistol, gulped, started shaking and left the room. "Please, don't come back." He looked at her one more time to memorise her. He noticed something in her pocket. It was something that piqued his curiosity. "Wait, what is that in your pocket?" Mrs. Weaselton froze by the door.

"Hehe nothing."

He raised his brow and looked at the weasel. "Jewel, come in." He commanded. Jane entered the room and stood by the door.

"Yes boss?"

"Please, could you check her pocket, the one that is stuffed?" Jane nodded and approached the weasel in question. During this time, Silver loaded a magazine into his pistol. The weasel started to panic and didn't know what to do. He pulled back the slide and pointed the pistol at her. "16 rounds that could go through your body then I would dispose of your lifeless corpse in a way that would make no-one even know you existed." His voice was monotone.

"It's just money, I swear."

"That much? Wow. Interesting. Where from?"

"Some mammal bumped into me and proposed this idea to me for this money. Obviously I agreed. Please don't kill me. I just really needed the money."

Silver sighed and lowered his gun. "Let her go." He finally said after a few gruelling minutes of silence. "Wait, what is your name?"

"Err, I'm Helen Weaselton."

"Well, Helen. It was an interest meet but it has to come to an end. Maybe we will meet again." Then Jane escorted her out of the room and the building. Silver summoned someone else to enter his office. "Hey, can you send someone to follow her when outside. Something is off."

"Yessir." was the response before the mammal left and completed his order.

Silver then sat back down on his chair with a sigh. "Finally, I have a break." That was when Waller returned. "Fuck." was all he could respond with when he saw the wolf.

"Benji, everyone is ready." Silver nodded and stood up.

"Today is going to be a long day." was all Silver mumbled before walking over to the spot on the balcony. After a few minutes of walking, Silver reached the best point to project his voice.

"Hello everyone. As you know by being here, I have summoned you all. The reason for me summoning you all is simple. It has come to my attention that there is another threat that has come. It is likely that there is another crime ring or mafia or whatever it may be." As he finished that sentence, there was a few murmurs in the crowd from confusion and fear. "We do not know what they want or what they are planning, but what we do know is that one of their steps to success is acquiring the well renowned lawyer known as Nicholas Wilde. What I require you to do is when he arrives, we treat him with respect and not antagonise him. He will be under our protection until we know what the new unknown wants to do." Silver then sighed and looked to his left at Waller. Waller just smiled and held up his thumb. "Also, if you see the weasel that has been escorted out today, please avoid her, and do not take her bribes. She has deeply offended me and will be treated as a non-dangerous enemy. Even though she poses no true threat, I believe she may be planning something as well." Silver then looked around. "That is all I wish to state for you all and will now take my leave. Carry on with your tasks as you were before." Silver walked off and returned to his office with Silver following closely behind.

"So, when are we going for Nick?"

"As soon as possible."

"Should I get a small team to retrieve him?"

"Yeah, but do it carefully. Be too aggressive and well you might not come back this time."

"Hey, we know each other now. He wouldn't kill me now."

Silver rolled his eyes. "Right, because he trusts anyone. We both know that he trusts only himself."

"Then why help him?"

"We have debts to repay."

"Isn't that Finnick's price though?"

"Do you think he will return a favour?"

"No."

"Then we must pick up the tab for him."

"Fine. I'll go get a team ready."

"Go ahead." Silver walked into his office as Waller walked off.

Silver pulled out his phone to contact Isamu. He dialled the number and called.

"Hello, Jiro protection, how may I help you?"

"You can stop with the professionalism, it's me Silver."

"Hello Silver, what do I owe the pleasure of this call?"

"Funny you mention it, do you think you could get Judy to get Nick to go with Waller?"

"I can try to do so. But I do not understand why you would want to do so."

"It will be explained to him, and he will explain it to you."

"Thank you, I will try my best, good bye and good luck."

"I could say the same to you. Goodbye." Silver hangs up the phone. He then looked around the room, feeling like he forgot something. He then looked through his timetable to make sure.

A/N:So, here we have other mammal's perspectives. I thought it would be interesting since well, they were gone for a month now.

Other than that, ooh, they know Spectre's name now.

Honestly, I always struggle with these notes so that's why they are always a bit weak but don't worry I'm still writing the chapters.

With that said, I'm done now so, I wish you all a good one and see ya all later.