For once, Detective Martinez wasn't wearing his cocky grin when he sat down across from Jane in her booth at the Dirty Robber. It was after midnight, and she had changed her mind about going back to the precinct that night after she decided to ask for help from her old rival. Frost and Korsak already had enough ammo to tease her with.

"I'm sorry about Maura, Jane," Martinez said. His face looked pale and drawn, Jane noted somewhat surprised. He actually seemed worried.

"We're going to get her back."

He nodded. "I know."

"She's still alive."

He nodded again. "She's a smart woman, Janie. She can beat the odds."

Jane forced down the tears that threatened to come, and grabbed the pile of paperwork from the table to keep her hands from shaking. Martinez noticed. "You okay? I heard you took a fall at the crime scene."

"If by 'took a fall' you mean the jackass kicked me down three flights of stairs, then yeah."

A smile slid across Martinez's face. "That's what I usually mean when I use the phrase took a fall."

Jane couldn't help smiling back, just a little. But then her expression returned to the stone it had been before. Her dark eyes glinted with anger. "I need your help, Martinez. You know I wouldn't be asking, but-"

"But it's Maura. Yeah. So what can I do?"

Jane's shoulders relaxed slightly. "You can tell me about Royez. I interviewed him a couple times, but he wasn't officially a suspect. You talked to him more because of his affiliation with the Triple B Gang."

Martinez nodded. "From what I could tell, he seemed like he wanted out of the life. He had just started at a community college in the city, and he told me that the Triple B gang let him go without much of a fight."

Jane frowned. "That doesn't seem likely."

"That's what I said. But he told me he made some kind of a deal with them, and that was it. He was free."

Jane pressed her hands against her forehead. "Okay. So he was done with the Triple B's and going to school in the city. What possible motive could he have had for killing his brother?"

"Other than collecting the life insurance claim?"

Jane nodded. "Other than the money. I still think that's a likely motive, but if that was why he killed him then why bother framing the Gang of Heaven?"

Martinez shrugged. "He knew his brother was in the Triple B's. He knew the Gang of Heaven was a rival. Maybe he was worried without an obvious killer the cops might suspect him right off the bat."

Jane nodded.

"Janie, you already know all of this," Martinez said. "I'm not quite vain enough to believe I thought of all this before you."

"It helps to talk it through. Besides, none of this explains his cousin. Except, again, he would get the life insurance. Which in the case of Montenegro wasn't very much."

Martinez sighed. "I can't help you much there. I mean, his cousin, Christian Montenegro, was a part of the Triple B's, but he hadn't been active in years. In fact, he had just been paroled from prison three months before he was killed."

"I know. But you talked to these guys, in their native language. You monitored their behavior. I need to know what you know that isn't in these files."

"Janie, you know I want to help you."

There was no relent in Jane's expression. "Then help me."

"When I talked to Mark Royez, I believed he wanted out of the gang life. But I didn't believe it was because he was a good guy who had just made some bad decisions."

"What do you mean?"

"He seemed... ambitious. Like he wanted out of the gang because he wanted something bigger."

"Bigger like what? I need more, Martinez!"

Martinez put his hands up. "I don't know, Janie. None of this has any backing; it's just my gut talking."

Jane sighed, almost visibly deflating. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I'm just tired."

"You don't need to apologize to me. Your best friend is missing."

"I just have to find her, Rafael," Jane said, her voice dropping to a whisper without her meaning it to. "I have to find her."

Martinez reached across the table and covered Jane's slender fingers with his own thicker ones. "You will. If anyone can find her, you will."