"I don't know." Alex replied to Archer, "I suppose I'm going to try find her... See what she knows, if she's had any trouble like we have." He scratched his head for a moment before taking a couple of steps towards Archer and the computer. "What address did she give to the clinic?" He asked.

"Whatever she gave it's probably fake..." Archer told Alex, "You should know that."

"I know, I know but-" He paused and stroked his chin in thought, "Maybe, just maybe we'll strike gold." He added. Archer shrugged and pulled up the last file he had on the woman. He scrolled down, humming as he did so while he searched for the address thinking about how useful it would would be if he had a program that allowed him to just search a document for needed information. "Ah, here we go." He muttered as he came across it before reading it out to Alex who took it down on a scrap of paper he took from the desk and shoved it into his jacket pocket. He thanked Archer and told him he would meet up with him later tonight to let him know if he had found anything. As he was about to leave his phone buzzed, whipping it out of his pocket he saw that Riley had sent him an SMS.

[i]Meet me for lunch @ coffee shop? I'm feeling a sub! (; -Riley.[/i] It read. Alex smiled, fondly but then he frowned.

[i]Sorry. Busy. Will catch up with you later. Alex.[/i] He replied leaving the apartment for his bike and to go to the address he had gotten from Archer.