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The Fire Triangle
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Part Two:
Oxidizer
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Chapter 9: Conor's Story
(Continued...Part 11)
♪ "I don't like your little games
Don't like your tilted stage
The role you made me play of the fool
No, I don't like you
I don't like your perfect crime
How you laugh when you lie
You said the gun was mine
Isn't cool, no, I don't like you (oh!)
But I got smarter, I got harder in the nick of time
Honey, I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time
I got a list of names, and yours is in red, underlined
I check it once, then I check it twice, oh!" ♫
Taylor Swift Fox - Look What You Made Me Do
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"What I mean is this, kid." Vern Rodenberg was on his feet and staring up at Conor with steely eyes and flashing incisors. "You've got exactly ONE MINUTE to start telling me what really happened with that escape...or else you can go find yourself another lawyer."
For a hint of a second, time stopped in its tracks. Erin was stunned, barely able to comprehend what she had just heard. Had he really just hit Conor with an ultimatum?
Yes, he had.
"Mr. Rodenberg, I..." Forgetting himself for a moment, the agitated young silver fox tried to swing himself off of the makeshift bed. Again, the sheets fell away, and again Erin yelped and hid her eyes. This time, however, it wasn't necessary; he caught the bedclothes in the nick of time. "Mr. Rodenberg, I swear..."
The grey rat only looked at his watch. "Now, you've got 50 seconds."
"There's nothing more to tell you." Conor spread his paws insistently.
"45 seconds..."
"I...CAN'T," Now he was practically on his knees, "I'll be breaking my word to Danny if I..."
"35 seconds..."
"Didn't you hear me? A fox never breaks his word..."
"30 seconds...better hurry."
"Listen, it doesn't make any difference. If it did, I'd have told you already."
"20 seconds....19...18...17..."
Another fox might have folded right then-but Erin Hopps knew Conor better than that,
And sure enough, instead of throwing in his cards, he doubled down.
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The Fire Triangle -- Part II, Oxidizer
Mystery / ThrillerNick and Judy have gone their separate ways, and the arson attacks plaguing Zootopia have abated. But soon, a new peril will arise, threatening to turn the city into a war-zone, a menace that will quickly become fursonal for Judy Hopps. Nick Wilde...
