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CHAPTER 19

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The Case Starts To Take Shape … and Bobby makes a "House" Call

Bobby tossed and turned all night long. After being molested by his pregnant wife, his mind went right back onto the case and the woman and the baby carriage.

"Hey Eames, are you awake?"

Oh no he didn't just call me Eames at four A.M. in our new home in our king size bed!

"I'm awake now, GOREN."

"When you have our babies and let's just say … you see a robbery going down … are you just gonna stand there or are you gonna run for cover and protect our babies?"

"Protect our babies Robert!"

"Are you going to hide them and then draw your piece and go after the perps?"

"No, I'm with the babies … they're my priority."

"Exactly … babies are pretty special in my book. Thanks Eames."

If I didn't love him so much I swear …

Bobby showered and changed for work, made breakfast, read the paper and jotted down a few notes before heading out. He poked his head in on a still sleeping Alex and couldn't resist leaning in for a quick kiss on her forehead before leaving. She must be really tired this morning … hmm? Bobby had taken to walking to the subway every morning since buying the new home … it gave him time to think. Alex would sometimes drive in without him when he was in one of his thinking moods … now he just walked. He hadn't really noticed that he was losing weight until this morning when he had to adjust his belt … he thought about the night before and Alex and Mama Cass and only hoped that Alex wouldn't notice that he was losing as she was gaining … he thought about the woman in the baby carriage again … she wasn't always the same size either. His pace quickened … he caught a cab to work instead.

He was in the conference room where he had set up his charts and reports. The media equipment was all set up and he immediately started fast forwarding and rewinding the woman … women. Definitely not the same woman each time. Where the hell is Bishop?

Each time the armored car robbery went down, the woman would be there with the baby carriage. He watched each robbery one by one, over and over to see what her "tells" were … or rather … their tells.

The first robbery was at The Bank of America. The woman came around the corner with the baby carriage and looked over her shoulder. She bent over and spoke to her baby. The armored car approached and the guard stepped out, walked around the car and made eye contact with the woman. She spoke to the baby again. The guard went to point at the front of the armored car while the driver and two others got out … also making eye contact with the woman … this time when she spoke to the baby, the guards seemed to hesitate before opening up the back … as if they were waiting. That's when the robbery took place … she watched, spoke to the baby again and disappeared around the corner.

The second robbery was at The Federal Reserve Bank. Same scenario but comparing videos side by side, the woman was slightly taller and broader with different color hair.

The third was The Commerce Bank. Same thing … third different woman. The other thing he thought he noticed … the armored car personnel … they didn't seem too riled up either.

He was getting irritated that Bishop wasn't in yet until he realized that he was an hour early for work … he forgot to set the clocks back … he was distracted. She waltzed into the bullpen on time with a few ideas of her own.

"Morning Goren."

"Bishop."

"Looks like you've been at it for awhile … what have you got?"

"The woman in the baby carriage … it's actually three different woman and I think the armored car guards are in on it too. Same company … I haven't checked on the men on the job on those days yet though."

"I can follow that … that's odd about the women … what's your thinking."

"She's their lookout? I'm not sure but I'll bet my triplets there's no baby in that carriage … more like a phone or a walkie."

"We need to find a pattern … where they might hit next."

"Wally Stevens."

"Who?"

"What?"

"You said, Wally Stevens. Who's that?"

"Oh, sorry, an old friend. He has a way of figuring out patterns."

"Can you get in touch with him?"

"I don't think we have time … I think they'll hit again soon … it's the bank, which one?"

"Call your friend, what do we have to lose?"

"Well there's a problem with that. He's in jail in Pennsylvania … I'd have to make a trip down there. I don't want to leave Alex alone."

"What if I go?"

"No. Not Wally. He's … ah … special. He wouldn't even see you."

"He's your special little friend Goren?"

He shoots her a look that says "back off!" She gets the picture and does. He presents his findings to Captain Ross and makes the suggestion of "consulting" with Wally Stevens. Ross makes the suggestion that Liz, Eames sister, come to stay, and wishes him a successful trip. He leaves to go home and pack an over night bag … Wally can be unpredictable. Ross makes the arrangements for his Detective's visit to the prisoner and Bishop gathers the material that Bobby will need to take with him. Next step, telling Alex. The last time he saw Wally … Wally hooked him up with Mark Ford Brady … we all know how that turned out.

Bobby walked in on Alex dancing to The Mamas and The Papas singing "Dancing in the Streets." Bobby snuck up on her, spun her around and started jiggin with her. They were dancing and laughing and having a grand ole time until the music stopped.

"Hey, why are you home? What did you do to Bishop? Will they find her body."

Bobby chuckles. He put his hands up in front of him.

"Nothing, believe it or not … I'm behaving without you. I came home to get an overnight bag … I need to go see Wally."

"Wally Stevens? Did he request you come … because if he did … you're not going!"

"No he didn't. I need him on this case. What are you afraid of Alex, Bobby starts walking upstairs to their bedroom, you think he has some message from some long lost serial killer uncle of mine this time?"

I never thought he'd be able to joke about it! Well babies, your Daddy's growing stronger everyday. You're lucky babies and I'm a lucky Mommy.

With bag in hand, he leans in for a kiss.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. Can you call Liz and have her stay tonight? I'll be home early tomorrow morning depending on how Wally is."

"I don't need Liz."

"Babe, I would feel better knowing that Liz were here with you. Please … just call her."

Alex made the call and Bobby left for 1 PP to pick up the information needed to help Wally help them. He left on the next flight from JFK.

When he arrived at the prison, Wally was anxiously awaiting his only friend. The moment Bobby laid eyes on Wally, Mark Ford Brady entered his thoughts and the room started spinning … his mind went on rewind and played back from the second he met Brady to his mother's words, his brother's death, Declan …Joe Dutton. It started a spiral. Bobby collapsed … the EMT's were called.

His wife was notified by phone.

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