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Nicky expertly held the tiger with the help of some Animal Control Unit officers.

"Where did this albino come from?" Nicky asked the officer.

"From the jungle of Zambia."

"Zambia?" Nicky repeated as he slowly injected the tiger with medicine. He used to be a professional.

"Yes. She was caught by the locals and brought in by the black market. Luckily, she was saved and delivered here in California just a few days ago," explained the officer.

"So... it's a girl! Geez. So ferocious, I thought she's a boy," Nicky said with a smile, patting the tiger on the head that was now slowly closing its eyes. Effect of sleeping pills.

"Thank you for your help... Miss Nicky Alphonse, right?" the officer also said smiling.

Why is that? Does the officer know Nicky's name? No. They seem to have known each other for a long time.

"No sweat. I suggest you transfer this little fellow to a cold weather environment with lots of natural trees. Not these bunch of trash," Nicky pointed to the trees. "It would be