It probably was a long shot, but it was a place for Ranger to start. "I'll need a name."

"I kept a file," Morelli replied. "I'll get it to you as soon as the crime scene unit finishes here."

Ranger nodded as a tiny kernel of hope began to bloom inside his chest. "Why are you doing this?"

It was no secret the two men held nothing but contempt for one another and the last time they had a conversation, after the black eye, the broken ribs and the stitches, he didn't think they'd ever be sharing air space again, let alone working together.

Joe cut his eyes away and stared out the windshield. He speared his fingers through his overly long black hair, pushing it off his forehead, and let out a slow breath. "Because despite everything…I'll never stop caring about her."

He exited his vehicle without another word and Ranger watched him climb the stairs until he disappeared from view. Tank's massive frame stepped out of the shadows of the building a second later.

"We have a lead," Ranger let him know as the two men met in the middle of the parking lot. "But we're gonna need Hector and Zip."

"They're already on the way."

"Good." He dipped his hand into his pocket and finding the ring, he rubbed it like a talisman and silently called out to her.

Hold on, Babe. I'm coming for you.