"This is Haynes." The man on the other end of the phone says.
"Its me, Goren." Bobby says looking around him to make sure that no one can overhear him.
"What'cha need, Detective?" The tech asks.
"I need your help." Bobby got right to the point of the call.
"Sure thing, what do you need?" Haynes questions.
Bobby lowers his voice. "I need a background check."
"This may be a stupid question, but aren't you and that beautiful partner of yours on vacation?" Haynes is quiet for a moment then replies. "Alright, but it may take a few hours to run the name through the system. The Chief of Detectives is having the system reformatted. It still works but progress time has been downgraded to a crawl." Tommy Haynes explains.
"That's fine. I need to do this really on the cue-tee." Bobby just hoped that Haynes wasn't as rule following as his colleagues.
"Are you doing something undercover?" A hint of excitement entered Haynes voice.
"Eh...yes. Getting back to the background check, get everything you can on Terry DeMarco. She lives in New York City and..." Bobby is cut off by an over-exuberant Haynes.
"You want me to run a check on a woman? What she do, kill somebody?" Haynes fished for information.
"Ya, sure." Bobby says, distractedly. Tommy was very good at what he did but didn't know when not to ask questions. "We don't know anything about her except her name, where she lives and she's approximately thirty to forty years old."
"That's very wide spread. I'm not sure if there'll be any hits with that little of information." Haynes was already typing in the information that Bobby had given him. "Is Detective Eames there with you?" He had a crush on the female part of the dynamic duo.
"Yes, she's here. Just do the best you can with the information I gave." Bobby says.
Alex twists Bobby's arm and glares at him. She was aware of Haynes crush on her and Bobby always seemed to encourage the young tech without even realizing it.
"How soon can you have the information?" Bobby asks.
"I should have it by later tonight or first thing tomorrow morning." Haynes says, still typing.
"Ah, leave a general message with the front desk at the Marriott in Amherst, New York and I'll call you back. I gotta go." Bobby hangs up. "Okay, the report should be done by the time we leave here." Just then four police run in the revolving front door followed by three EMT's and a gurney.
"Third floor, Room five-five-five!" Yells a panicked Ollie at the front desk.
Bobby gives Alex a look as he walks over to the desk. "Robert Goren, NYPD." He pulls out his badge and shows it to Ollie. "What happened?"
"A guest had a heart attack." Ollie says, nervously after glancing at Bobby's badge.
Alex comes up to stand beside Bobby.
"Who is in registered in Room five-five-five?" Bobby asks.
Ollie looks it up in the computer. Glancing up he replies. "George Dello."
Bobby looks at Alex. "George, also known as Georgie."
"Coincidence?" Alex raises an eyebrow.
"Two...no...three heart attacks in less than twenty-four hours? I think that's a little higher than the national average, Eames." Bobby says. "If Georgie Dello dies, I want to..."
"Investigate?" Alex questions.
"You know me too well. Lets head up to the fifth floor." Bobby leads Alex toward the elevator.