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9:30PM

The train was mostly empty of passengers, unsurprisingly. The only other mammals on board was the elk lazily scrolling through something on his phone, and the tigress quietly conversing over her own cell phone. Nick knew there wouldn’t be many passengers on their train ride back to Zootopia, mainly because it was merely the day after Christmas- and few had to return home so soon from visiting relatives. As the Snow proceeded to hammer the train in a near-blizzard like fashion, he had found himself thankful for the warmth that the train provided.

He looked down at his side to see the grey and white fur of his partner leaning against him, seemingly asleep with her eyes closed. They had been married for two full years now, and yet, every time he looked at her he still felt that need to touch her, to smell her, and to tell her how deeply in love with her he was. He knew it was cheesy, but he couldn’t ever find a reason to care. He loved her, and that was the only thing that mattered. This train of thought eventually had him leaning in with his nose to softly nuzzle it in between her ears, taking deep breaths of her scent. This still, and he was sure it always would, gave him a giddy feeling in his heart that made him feel like a kit all over again. “I love you, Judy” he softly whispered against her head.

He let himself sulk in the scent of her for a few moments longer before finally turning his attention over to their coats, which were sitting on the seat next to them. Looking at the coats, he began to think about the undoubtably frigid walk to their apartment that they would have to endure. The thought made him shiver as his body interpreted it as a warning. In this state of annoyance, he had begun the think about why exactly he and Judy were being called back to duty a day early from their vacation. Although the ZPD didn’t give any specific details other than they needed as many officers on call as possible, everyone knew exactly why. Franko Debauch had come to town.

A world wide drug lord (despite no allegations ever being proven in a court of law, typically due to the lack of witnesses), Franko was known for his particularly public dealings with officials, organizations, and even law enforcement. A completely legitimate businessman front hardly covered his true work running entire drug rings across major cities in the world, and that was just the way he wanted it. Everyone also knew his tactics for establishing this seemingly endless drug cartel across so many nation-states. He would enter a city, spark up some legal business opportunities, and then begin recruiting his workforce into a drug making team, by force if he had too. Those who refused or tried to run always ended up on the cover of missing mammals by the next day. After recruiting his workforce, he would bring in managers and even fall-guys to ensure the operation would hold up- and then head to the next city. He had done this without flaw for the past 20 years, and now he was in Zootopia.