Savage

The art convention

"I said nine! Not four!" A shrill, but familiar voice shouted from across the room.

Both rabbits ears perked up, and Judy's eyes widened.

"That's bellwether." Judy said to Jackson, but Jack had already began to drag Judy to where the noise was coming from.

And there, near the steps to the staircase up, Bellwether was complaining to one of 'her' Rams, but only seconds before Bellwether turned to Jack and Judy, Jack yanked Judy behind a wall and held his breath for a second.
Judy peaked over the wall before turning towards Jack, still pulling at his dress shirts collar.
"What are we going to do?" Judy asked, although already knowing the plan.

"The plan." Jack sneered angrily before pushing Judy out from behind the wall.

Before Judy even had a second to react, she was already standing right in front of bellwether.

"JACK! What a lovely surprise...." bellwether quickly noticed Judy, but saw her as Jack along with his suit and sun glasses, and spoke with an irritated tone as she approached Judy.

Judy felt her heart race before her ears stood up straight and she stood at attention. But she still didn't like being called Jack. She was trying not to speak. Because she knew she couldn't imitate Jacks voice as he could hers.

"I knew we were going to meet. But I wasn't planning on now. Maybe in a few hours." Bellwether took a few steps towards 'jack' before smirking.
"You look nervous. I take it taking down Officer Hopps wasn't easy?" Bellwether asked.

Judy snickered a bit and nodded softly. Of course she wasn't easy to take down. She was a bunny of steel.

"Well. We'll have to go somewhere more private to discuss your next mission. I'm actually glad you came, Burrows."

'Burrows'? That must've been Jacks last name.
His original last name at least.

"Uh–" Judy quickly cut herself off and covered her mouth, remembering she was portraying Jack seconds before she was about to comment on the last name.

Bellwether laughed loudly before grabbing Judy's paws into hers, "What's wrong, Jackson? Fox got your tongue?" She commented with a snicker before letting go of her paws. Bellwethers jewelry rattled around on her hooves as she moved around constantly.

Jack on the other hand had begun to make his way around the wall Judy and bellwether stood in front of. He was defiantly trying to not draw attention to himself. But if that was the case, he'd have to create a diversion. And the fact he was wearing a woman's snug fitting uniform, as well as sunglasses indoors, did grab some people's attention.

Jack was confident he'd find Skye, but a bit to confident in how'd they'd get away from Bellwether.
The plan was to somehow get Bellwether outside, or at least away from all the witnesses, and try and get answers. But how was Judy suppose to do that without speaking? And with Bellwethers assistants by her side. It seemed as if they found a major backfire in their plan; something Agent Smith caught, but allowed it to happen, knowing Jackson would be heart broken if he couldn't find his vixen. But Smith didn't give a rats ass about Jack and his feelings at this point.

Meanwhile in the van outside, Nick and Agent Fawkes seemed to be hitting it off, but Agent Smith constantly had to remind Nick he was engaged to Judy nonetheless.

"Perhaps Agent Fawkes could come sit over here by me and HELP me with finding information." Smith sneered towards the front of the van where both Nick and Fawkes sat.

"We'll help in a second." Nick replied from the front seat before continuing his conversation with Agent Fawkes.

Smith continued to look for more information. But she found something that changed everything. Jackson tracked Bellwether here. He hadn't told her. It was state right there in the document that Jackson had tracks on all his victims, and employers. She quickly ignored the fact that Jackson would also have a track on her, and continued to look. Smith successfully hacked into Bellwethers email, and found something that shocked her. She slammed the laptop down onto the center consul between Nick and Fawkes.