Mother Cabrini Hospital, Chicago - March 7 - 1991 - Beginning of the day

Beatrice paced around the room, she kept looking into the windows and looking everyone, she had everyone who would interact with Mirian checked for all possible connections to possible assassins, she was really angry and frustrated. Her hand did not stop shaking until Erin came into the room again and held her hand softly.

“You need to rest, you have been at this for almost a full day”

“No! I wont rest until we find whoever did this to her... I never thought that Andrea would do this in daylight on a public place... but seems she might be desperate!” anger and frustration were boiling over to her.

“I know, but we do need to keep calm, she is stable, she will be fine, Bea” she held her , bea held her hand tighter as well, she felt herself relax a bit but all she could do was hug Erin a bit “Fuck...”.

Erin held her and she pressed herself there, she finally was coming down now, she felt herself more tired than what she realized before she had to sit down, looking at erin that sat to her side, she looked at the sterile room and the radio and television on there, she sighed heavily leaning on her friend for a bit, she did not even notice that she drifted off.

Waking up in a jump she feels her body warm, she had a blanket over her, she gets up and hurriedly goes to check on Mirian, Erin was asleep to her side, on the chair, she looked at her and relaxed a bit, looking over the window it was already night, she had not rested for a whole day indeed. All she could do was to sit down now and think. As she was there Mirian fidgets a bit.

“ghu” she tries to exclaim as Bea jumps to her side

“Mirian...” she seemed relieved “How do you feel”

“Like I was hit by a super kick ....” she slowly moves pained “Where is... Ollie...” she could barely make out words now, Bea rushed to give her water on the cup. 

“He did ... not make it...” he was taken with her but had died on the way there, she looked down.

“Ollie...” she just looked at the wall after drinking the water “his stuff... he had... something... important” she says as she passes out again.

Beatrice could only look at her and sit down again, she called the doctors to check on Mirian again and she was fine but would still sleep a bit, the meds they were using were quite strong after all. She poked Erin softly “keep an eye on her, I will check something on the morgue” she said now calmer after seeing Mirian recover. Getting up she walked silently towards the morgue.

Arriving there she sees a single person there working, typing in a typewriter a few documents before she looked up “hello how can I help?”

Pulling up her badge she looks at her “I do need to look at the belongings of someone who arrived today, Ollie was marked I think, he came with the escort as well”, the morgue worker looks at the badge and then goes to the file cabinet grabbing a few folders there “I see... here come with me” she grabbed the folder and walked back into the room they kept the items filed away, she opens a box there and brings it to Beatrice “I think this is it, he did not had that much on him really”.

Beatrice grabbed the box and started shuffling through it, a few pieces of clothes on the bottom, on the top she saw a cellphone, someone was being fancy, as well as a knife and two blood stained note books as well as a broken pen and his wallet. She suffled through the wallet to see, Oliver Roland, 34, he had a picture in front of a church with a few kids on his wallet and a picture of a woman, his wife? A girlfriend? maybe a sister. She did not know, she put the wallet down before going to the notes he had.

Two books, both with blood on them, one green and one blue, she goes for the green first, the first page was a bunch of dates and numbers and locations, that continued for a bit before it started to note more contexts, it took a moment for Bea to understand what she was looking at, times and places of deals, Andrea deals. She looked at it, It wouldnt implicate Andrea directly but could be a cornerstone of the investigation, names were also there, it was an entrie ledger of deals on one area of the city. 

“Holy...” she looked at the book with surprise, there was a lot there, that was impressive, was a big thing that they could organize their observations and investigations on. Then, there was the second book , the blue one, this one felt more like notes from events in more context.

She kept looking, there were lots of possible leads, lots of possible angles to go from, that was a good one, she wanted to give a prize to Mirian but the things are as they are, she was looking at the times, possible deals, times Andrea was there and then, at the end there was an address, Ollie had noted that several resources were being sent to that address.

Beatrice feels a pat on her shoulder and flinches in a jumps, looking back to see Erin there “oh, you scared me..”

“Its just that took you a while to come back up I came to check, its everything alright?”

“Oh it is, its great... Sorry I was focused on reading these logs, this Ollie he kept logs of a lot of deals on his region, things that we could use on our investigation, and look” she points at the notes on the last few pages

“Big movements going to that address? This is big, we could prepare something, we could intercept them and grab them with their hands dirty” she grips the books a bit as Bea gave a laugh

“That as well, but more than that, we have lots of leads, I guess we must thank Ollie... And gives us more reason to keep an eye around Mirian, if Andrea was willing to send someone on daylight to attack him, she might still be in danger.”

Erin nodded “We should keep the books close as well, wait for Mirian to wake up and recover then we should prepare the next steps”

Bea nodded serious “This is our best lead in a long time, we should prepare a few raids as well that are organized here”

Meanwhile as Erin checked the last notes of the book “I know this address, it is close to the southeast docks I suppose... They might be planning something there” she looked at Beatrice “We can stake them out here”

“Lets go prepare then!”