The 3:30AM alarm on Judy's phone went off beside of her, and the bunny lifted Nick's orange furry arms off of her body to reach over and turn it off. She turned back around and put her face in Nick's muzzle. "Nick." she whispered, jostling him. "Whu-?" Nick said, groggily. "Time to get up." Judy said.
The two stepped into uniform and quietly crept out the door of their apartment, careful not to wake their sleeping neighbors. Outside their apartment, the two held paws in the cold air. "You sure about this?" Nick asked as they walked down the street lit sidewalks. Judy exhaled. "Like I said, Nick. We don't know what we'll find there. And we can always call for backup if things really get ugly. They won't be too far off."
Both of the animals arrived at the ZPD station and walked down the empty halls into the meeting room, where Chief Bogo began briefing them on the mission's specifics. Both Nick and Judy were handed two sets of clothes, and then two false identities, two Canyonlands -issued drivers' licenses. On Nick's ID, the name printed beside his photo was "Dylan Redford" and presented him as someone who was three years older than he actually was. Judy's ID presented her as "Jill Walker", a bunny who was two years younger than Judy's real age.
"How will we get into this place?" Judy asked Chief Bogo.
Chief Bogo began speaking. "You both will pose as drifters in the area and ask for lodgings for the weekend. Simply get as much intel as you can on the compound and the activities taking place there."
"Clawhauser and McHorn will be tracking your moves from the surveillance van." It was at that moment when Clawhauser and Officer McHorn, a rhinoceros each stepped into the room, with Clawhauser looking jovial. "Oh, this is so exciting!" he squeaked. McHorn remained silent as he knelt down to strap his boots on.
Chief Bogo kept speaking. "Should anything arise, the code word will be "crickets", and we'll send for backup immediately."
Judy nodded. "Crickets." she repeated. "Got it."
Nick rolled his eyes and grinned. "Ah, the memories." The fox then asked, "What else do we know about Camp Destiny, anyway? Is it a sleepaway camp or something?"
Chief Bogo didn't appreciate Nick's flippant remark. He growled back, "No, Wilde. We believe it's some sort of religious sect. Judging from the types of injuries we found on three of the victims, homicide concluded that it was a ritualistic killing. A sacrafice. As of right now, there's no way of knowing what goes on in there."
The Chief then turned around towards the easel board and snatched a hefty camping backpack off the floor, and shoved it harshly at Nick. The fox was nearly toppled over by the size of the backpack. "That's for YOU to find out."
Clawhauser raised his paw and broke the tension between Nick and Bogo. "We get doughnuts, right? Lots of them?"
Later that morning, the four policemen were on the road in a large white surveillance van that had the outward appearance of belonging to a landscaping company. A stone faced Officer McHorn sat behind the wheel, carefully eyeing the road in front of him. Clawhauser sat in the seat beside him, finishing off an extra-large box of chocolate frosted doughnuts. Nick and Judy, in the meantime, were dressed in their disguises and each carried a large backpack. The rabbit took her time in adjusting the body camera on Nick's shirt in a way that was inconspicuous but still was able to get a clear shot. Hers was already firmly planted beside her lapel.
With two counters containing computer monitors and other equipment, the fox and the rabbit stood close to one another, Judy feeling Nick's breath blow on her face. "You ready for this?" she asked, looking up at the fox. "As I'll ever be." Nick replied. "Maybe we'll hit this one big, you know?"
Judy could tell that Nick was still a bit anxious, as he did have a way of showing some bravado to hide whatever was troubling him. She wanted to hug the fox and give him some reassurance, but with Clawhauser and McHorn just feet away, it wasn't possible.
Finally, the van slowed down and came to a stop on the side of the road. Clawhauser looked in the rear view mirror at Nick and Judy, who had opened the rear doors. "Well, here we are guys." he said. "We'll be waiting here if you need anything." Judy and Nick both stepped out of the van. Officer McHorn yelled out to them, "And watch the body cams. Those aren't cheap."
"Will do!" Judy and Nick both hollered back. The two both slammed the rear doors shut and off they were down the desert road. It wasn't before long when both were now alone on the road, surrounded by blowing dust and the rustling of the desert shrubbery on both sides of the road. Over the blinding sun, Nick raised a paw up to his forehead and scanned the area around him. "Where is this place supposed to be?" he asked Judy.
Judy replied, "There should be a path or a road of some kind near the foothills up ahead." she said, pointing to the looming landscape in the distance. "I wish you'd pay attention, Nick."
Nick laughed and sputtered back, "Hey, that's DYLAN to you, JILL!"
"You know what I mean!" Judy snapped back, with a hint of amusement in her voice.
"And I'M the one who doesn't pay attention?" Nick snickered.
"Oh, shut up!" Judy sneered, punching Nick in the arm. "Ouch, easy there! We need that energy for spying!"
The two walked for a few more seconds, side by side, the afternoon sun bathing them. Nick felt Judy's paw brush up against the vivid orange fur of his. The second time Judy's paw touches Nick's, they both held hands as they continued on their way down the road towards the foothills ahead.