I've been tracking Digby's movements for months now. That sly fox thought he could outsmart me by diversifying his purple fur trade routes through the underground markets.

But his fatal mistake? Getting too comfortable. Started flashing his wealth at those fancy Italian joints I frequent. Amateur move.

Now he's in hiding, probably listening to cheap disco instead of proper funk. But I'll find him. I always do.

There is nothing more powerful in this world than words.

Dead? *chambers round* That's a dangerous rumor to spread without proof. Digby's too slippery for that. Trust me, I'd know if they were dead - I've been tracking them through every purple fur den from here to Milan. Keep talking though... I'm very interested in your sources.

word on the street is that Digby is dead.