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DIRTY HAIRY By Dan 1966

Loosely based off of Clint Eastwood's Harry Callahan.

(c) Zootopia. 2016 Walt Disney Productions (c) Dirty Harry 1971 Malpaso Productions (c) Fritz the Cat 1970 Ralph Bakshe

All rights respected. Not for monetary gain and none expected. Fandom enjoyment only.

Rated R for violence, swearing, graphic depictions of death and sex.

Who's killing animals across the city of Zootopia, leaving many half eaten in their cars? To get down in the dirt, you need a cop who skirts the line between legality and criminal-ism. That's when you call in homicide inspector Fritz Catz aka "Dirty Hairy". He's Gentile and likable when he's in the Precinct house but a complete bastard out on the streets who packs a howitzer for a gun. When the offender has to be absolutely stopped overnight...Fritz is the cat for the job.

PART 11

Ramhorn General Hospital Downtown Zootopia Day 3 4:32am

Fritz followed head nurse Dixy Ray (Kangaroo) into the recovery room where David sat up in a bed...

"The bullet wasn't very powerful and the penetration was shallow but we'll keep your partner here a few more hours just to make sure there are no complications." Dixy said as she checked the vitals and left Fritz alone with David.

"I'm sorry David." Fritz said as he sat down. "I failed you."

"No you didn't." David replied. "It's always standard policy for each officer to double sweep the suspect and keep an eye on his paws...I messed that up. Hey! I get a few days off, which will suck but you know what the Chief will say if I dared to disregard policy."

"Ellington's going to fry my tail for letting you get shot. Derringers are just so easy to conceal." Fritz said as he patted David's hand. "Are you going to need a ride home?"

"I already called my cousin Jordine in Rain Forest. She'll pick me up and take me back. What about Strader's bank? You still going to pull the warrant?" David asked.

"I'm going to give it a try." Fritz said. "I'm going to pick up Agent Samaliel at the ZBI office, after a quick nap, with a computer technician and see if we can back trace break the encryption drop off and pull out a location identifier. Worth a shot."

Fritz rubbed a paw over David's head. "You just sit tight, enjoy a few days off and get ready to go balls to the wall in a few days."

Fritz's house Day 3 8am

"Honey? Honey?" Fritz's wife Marcy asked softly as she patted his cheek..."You asked me to wake you up?"

Fritz sat up on his couch and moaned...."Coffee?"

Marcy put a big mug in her husband's paws..."How's your partner?"

"He'll be out a few days." Fritz said as he took a good gulp and shook his head..."What time is it?"

"8am." Marcy replied. "Your gun is in the safe."

Ugh...I'm sorry." Fritz said. "I forgot I was still wearing it."

Fritz snatched up his smart phone and quickly slid his finger through all the messages..."I have to meet the ZBI agent at Zootopia First and Trust at 9:30."

"Morning Daddy!" A small female kitten yelped as she ran up and almost tacked her father...

"Chrystal?!" Fritz yelped as he caught his youngest daughter on the fly and rolled her around on her back on the couch to nuzzle her into a giggle..."Daddy's getting to old to catch you!"

"Do you have to work? You promised we'd go to the amusement park a month ago remember?" Chrystal frowned.

"Sugars....don't blame Daddy. I always keep my promises to you don't I? After this case, I'll take a week off and you and I will have all the daddy/kitten time you want....alright? Who's my little num nums?" Fritz kissed his daughter and walked into the kitchen where he frowned at something on his smart phone for a moment before kissing his wife...

"Make it short and small Marcy? I have to roll out quick." Fritz asked.

Marcy nodded back. "Any idea as to who's doing these killings?"

"I think I'm close. Just have to look at some loose ends." Fritz thought for a moment..."Why don't you take the kits and visit your parents in the Burroughs for a few days?"

Marcy stopped cooking and leaned on the stove. "There's only one reason you would ever bring that idea up."

"No there isn't." Fritz replied. "You really haven't taken the kids to see your parents in about a year and a half. Can't keep a relationship by smart phone, Go see them?"

Marcy snickered. "I'll be looking at the fridge when I get back so don't get the idea of having a party like you did last time."

"Last time we didn't have a pair of snakes running around the city with big drippy fangs full of poison. I might need the booze to fashion a toxic poison for my trank rounds?" Fritz snickered.

"Likely excuse." Marcy snickered back.

9:30pm Day 3 Zootopia First and Trust Bank Downtown

Agent Samaliel (Arctic Fox) a ZBI technician (female Honey Badger) and Fritz walked into the bank and flashed their badges at the service counter...

"Inspector Catz of the ZPD. This is Agent Samaliel and Agent Prote of the ZBI and we have a warrant for an electronic audit of your deposit account transactions related to one Waldo Strader now deceased who was under the custody of the ZPD last night for the transportation and attempted distribution of high grade Cat Nip. We want to see the bank manager.....right now."

A bull elk dressed in a business suit led Fritz, Samaliel and Prote into the computer server and hardware room of the bank. "I will be able to observe what you officers are doing correct? I could care less if you were the mayor, the janitor or a crossing guard...no one is allowed to gain unobserved entry into our computer system...warrant or no warrant."

"Shouldn't take too much time Sir." Samaliel replied. "Our search is block specific going back three days by what the suspect told the arresting officers. We're going to try and violate the VPN encryption protection to determine the sending address of the broadcasting computer terminal."

As Prote began to work on hooking up her equipment, Fritz pulled Samaliel aside and showed him his smart phone...

"Ok....looks standard form to me?" Samaliel said with a shurg. Until Fritz pointed to something on the PDF file...

"That's not Doug's signature." Samaliel snorted. "I've seen plenty of his reports Fritz? That is not Doug."

Fritz groaned....."There's something else I need you to look at also?" He said as he pulled a sealed baggie from his coat pocket and put it in Samaliel's paws....

"Hmm.....a kitty Publix gift card?" Samaliel asked.

"Can you perhaps run the serial number and figure out what was bought on the card?" Fritz asked.

"Sure." Samaliel replied. "I assume this would be tied to the case at hand?"

"Call it a "guess-timation"." Fritz said as he watched Prote work on her laptop.

The honey badger set up the hacking and data collection parameters and hit the return button. "About thirty minutes." She said as she stood up and stretched her back. "I do so much work hunched over. Not very proactive to my badger spine."

"You should try a treadmill work desk." Fritz said. "Not that you need any loss of weight good lady."

Prote tapped Fritz with a claw. "Nice that you know when not to piss off a honey badger Inspector."

"Will we be able to determine a route of addresses to a point of origin?" Fritz asked Prote as she pulled a vape pen from her jacket pocket.

"Possible...not assured that it won't be a series of attempted fakes but we can overcome that trick by running the data through a Morse Computer Targeter. It takes on average three to four days for it to crack deep code encryption. You can't 100 percent cover an originator." Prote said.

Samaliel leaned against a large server tower. "Best guess then Fritz? It's not one of the syndicates doing this right?"

"No." Fritz replied. "Nor is it jilted "toots" or "toots" gone mad or a ticked off pimp. Someone wants them all dead or cause enough chaos that they all simply blame each other and take their war into the streets. They hit one of the Shrew bosses in Tundra to prove they can reach anywhere they want. I just got another text from headquarters that what remains of the El Rhukin gang just hit the chief enforcer of the West Saharra Lama gang in his car with a fire bomb. He just became a side of smoked Halal meat."

"It would seem the ZPD would have no choice but to take to the streets in body armor and heavy weapons." Samaliel said shaking his head.

"I'm going to ask Ellington to publicly appeal to the gangs to cease." Fritz replied. "At least give us a little more time before we have to resort to that kind of force. The snakes are the enemy right now, best everyone concentrate on "them" before whoever is controlling them decides a more ruthless form of personal persuasion is in order...like going after school buses."

Prote waved a paw as she stooped back onto her lap top. "Just as I thought. We'll need to run the data through the Morse Computer Targeter. Pretty good design of encryption on this transfer data send." Saving the information, Prote started to pack up her equipment and looked at the bank president. "I am finished Sir. Are you satisfied that there were no improprieties?"

The bank president replied. "Yes...Allow me to escort you all out."

The Bull Elk led the small group out of the door of the computer room and into the main lobby where his chest.....exploding in a cloud of crimson!

End of part 11