In the meantime, Jane took a few moments to place a private call.

"Dr. Martin? It's Jane Rizzoli again."

"Is Maura OK? You told me she was getting better."

"Don't worry, she's fine. I'm calling you because we have talked about you. I've told her that you helped us in her case and she wonders if you would like to see her in the hospital."

"Really? She doesn't hate me?"

"No, she doesn't. In fact, I don't think Maura has learned yet how to hate somebody. She's too good for that. You would really make a difference if you went to see her."

"Is it ok if I go see her this afternoon?"

"Yes, I'll tell the guards and you'll be granted access to her room."

"Guards? Is she still in danger?"

"Well, that's a long story but don't worry about it, you just go and talk to Maura, she needs it."

"Thank you Jane. For your patience and for being such a great friend to Maura."

"She deserves it. She's got the biggest heart I've ever known and she deserves to be happy. Thanks Doc, bye."

"Bye."

She placed another call, this time to her brother.

"Frankie, come upstairs, I need to talk to you."

"On my way."

Five minutes later Frankie was already there.

"Look, I need you to guard Maura's room this afternoon. It's very important because Hope Martin, Maura's birthmother will visit her and I need you to grant her access and to be careful if that visit doesn't go as planned."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, if Hope Martin leaves and Maura's sad, I will need you to be there with her because now I have my hands full in here and I don't want to leave her alone."

"Ok, count on it, I'll be there. What about Ma?"

"What about her?"

"She could come too after her shift and make Maura some company."

"She will. You can tell her, but I'm sure it was her intention anyway."

"Ok, see you later Jane."

"Bye."

The next call she made was to someone who had become a good allied for the BPD despite his constant flirtations with her.

"Hey Rondo! This is Jane, we must talk."

"Hello Vanilla. I'm always ready for you. Your order is my command."

"Yeah, yeah. See you in the Dirty Robber in ten minutes."

Ten minutes later both of them were having a beer and Jane started explaining what she needed.

"Look, Rondo, I need you to listen to everything related to gambling in the city. I need to know where the games are taken and who participates in them. Especially if you hear about two friends or partners called Terence Mallard and Albert Donahue. These are the creeps we are after, ok? Anything you hear about them, you tell me."

"No problem, Vanilla. Did I tell you that you look gorgeous today?"

"Yes, of course, especially after these last two great days. Come on, get lost, Rondo. Oh, and there you go, 40 bucks. Don't you dare say I'm not generous."

"You're the best Vanilla. I'll keep you posted."

Jane was fond of this tramp that always helped her with the toughest cases and always tried to flirt with her. He was a good guy and that was much more than she could say of many other people she knew.