Visitation

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Paperwork was still Nick's particular boogeymammal.

Seriously, the fox had no idea on how much paperwork was involved into the police work... Okay, he was a little bit, but just from hearing and seeing it on television. Having to go through the paperwork every day was another matter entirely for Nick. One that he soon found to be his least favorite part of the work as a cop. That was something he and Judy could surely agree with.

Nick had just finished the last of his files, and he was able to stretch himself in his chair as he popped his joints.

Whew! Finally, that was over.

Now, for another matter...

Nick closed the archives he was working on, and continued on to his own personal research.

He had just finished looking in the ZPD's archives for the name "Coyle". The name that Hudson Coyle had gave him.

Once again, Nick had little results on the matter. By 'little', we mean no results on the matter about Hudson Coyle or any relative of his whatsoever. What was strange, for the way that the coyote had talked about himself and his family, it seemed that they had done something...

"Hey, Wilde!" A voice called Nick, making him snap out of his thoughts and turn head from his computer to look at the owner of the voice, who was a familiar timber wolf, now out of his freakishly realistic sheep costume.

"Hey, Howler." Nick complimented him back. "So, not baking on that coat of wool today?"

"Nah, they decided that it was better if I stayed far from undercover work." The wolf said to the fox. "At least for now, since some guys saw that it was a disguise, they think that if I go out now it could end up compromising me. I'm stuck with desk duty for a while."

"Yeah, I feel your pain." Nick said sympathetic, as he gestured to his own computer. Desk duty was surely a less-glamorous part of the police work, but a needed one. Still, it didn't stopped Nick from feeling bored out of his mind while he did it.

"Well, at least you can still go out in regular patrols." The wolf said to the fox. "Chief is still gnawing at my ears for 'upholding meaningful information'. I'll be stuck in desk duty for a while."

"Yeah, Buffalo-Butt surely does not goes easy on anyone." Nick admitted. He could still remember the look of cold reprobation on the Cape buffalo's face as he asked the wolf

to talk to him in private. As well as the meek look of fear in the wolf's face as he walked with the Chief to his office.

"It's been three days already." Nick added, and Wolfard sighed.

"Yeah, I guess the fact that I allowed someone to sneak up on me is kind of aggravating. So is the fact that I left my dart gun behind while I was running, my partner is also giving me a hard time because of that, especially because she now is in desk duty too."

"Hey, I lost my dart gun too." Nick said, being supportive to the wolf. "My partner is not letting me go easy as well."

"Yeah... partners, huh?" The wolf said, and Nick could only nod. The wolf then continued:

"Well, at least we got everyone who was in that place, including Kyle and his bodyguards, huh?"

"Yeah, that we did." Nick agreed. "He is still refusing to talk?"

"According to what I heard, he is asking for a deal in exchange for any information." Wolfard said, "The guy is tough."

"Yeah, he looks like it." Nick said, and after a while more of silence, he asked, "Did he said anything else... about that night?"

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