Marin- LOL! No, I don't even watch Dharma and Greg! I should add: any relations to other TV shows are purely coincidential! :)
It took less than 45 minutes for the three to meet the cab they had waiting for them, go to their motel and get back on the road again, heading towards TechLabs Arizona. Elliot checked his watch and breathed deeply, knowing it was going to be hell trying to find someone who would know anything about Ruben Burke. *But we have to try,* He thought determinedly. *For Olivia.*

When they arrived at the lab, the four detectives decided to slit their work up between them. "All right, Munch and I will start with the 30 plus year employees on the first two floors. Why don't you and Olivia take the third and fourth? We'll meet up when we're done with our floors," Fin shot Munch a look that said, 'Are you satisfied or do I need to change everything for you?'

Munch shrugged. "Yeah fine with me. Olivia and Elliot will probably have the best luck up there since the fourth floor is where Ruben worked."

Olivia seemed to shy away from that idea, but decided against refusing. They had just spent the past several hours on a plane to do this. "Oh... okay."

FIn nodded. "All right then. We'll call you as soon as we find anything."

"Yeah. Same." Elliot turned to Olivia. "You okay?" He asked. Olivia forced a smile and nodded. "Yeah. I'm fine. Let's just do this, okay?"

Elliot nodded. "Okay." The two detectives paced to the elevator and hit the up arrow. As the door slid open, the stepped aside to let some people exit the elevator before stepping inside. A woman who looked about fifty was standing shyly in the corner, out of the way. Elliot touched the button for the fourth floor. Olivia's stomach turned as the elevator went up. Maybe it was just the speed of the nauseating lift, but Olivia suspected that it was because this was probably the same elevator that her stepfather rode on his way to work. Before his murder.

"I don't know what we're hoping to find," Olivia mumbled to Elliot. He turned to her and responded back quietly, "We're trying to find a motive for Ruben Burke's murder. You're his stepdaughter, so this could have something to do with you."

"Um... excuse me? I don't mean to eavesdrop, but I thought I heard you say that you're Ruben Burke's step daughter." The woman, dressed in a gray business suit, stepped forward, timidly toward Elliot and Olivia.

Elliot nodded and the two detectives flashed their badges. "NYPD. What information do you have on Ruben Burke, ma'am?" Elliot asked, slipping his badge away into his coat.

The woman shrugged. "He was a nice guy. Worked here over thirty years ago. He designed the programs and I helped to sell them. He had been married for about a year when he was killed. He was always talking about his stepdaughter, Katarina. Said she was the most beautiful little girl in the world," The woman smiled as if reliving a distant memory. Olivia looked down at her feet as the woman said, "That must make you Kitty, then."

"No."

The woman looked surprised. "No? Oh, well, I didn't know if Ruben had been married before..."

"What do you know about his death?" Elliot interrupted the woman's inquiring, much to Olivia's relief.

The woman frowned. "Well, he just didn't show up one day. The police officers who came by the day he died said it was accidental death. Ruben had been shot in the head by his own gun."

"And they ruled it accidental? Are you sure?" Olivia frowned, questioning the woman. She shook her head. "I-I don't know, that's what the police told the people who worked in his department."

"Did you?" Elliot asked as the elevator came to a stop on the fourth floor. The door opened and the three stepped out. "For a while. I was promoted right after Ruben's death."

"Can you point us in the direction of anyone who worked with Ruben before his death?"

The woman nodded. "Yeah, um, just about everyone on the fourth floor. This company has good retirement benefits, so many of the people are working towards it."

"And what's your name?"

"Cheryl. Cheryl Benson."

Olivia and Elliot exchanged glances. "Um, yes thank you... Mrs. Benson," Elliot nodded as he and Olivia turned the opposite direction of Cheryl.

"Cheryl Benson? This just keeps getting stranger by the second," Elliot mumbled to Olivia. Olivia just remained silent. "Let's just get this over with."