30“He was here!” Katie told Gwen.
The girl’s wide eyes darted around the room. Her lower lip trembled. Gwen sat on the edge of the bed, and Katie grabbed her hand, gripping it tightly, the fingers like claws trying to hang on.
She was sleeping when Gwen and Cunningham had left a second time. The doctor on staff insisted that Katie needed to rest. The same nurse offered to sit with her. Yes, she would call immediately if anything changed.
Cunningham was headed back to the cafeteria for more coffee. He’d just convinced Gwen to go home for a few hours. She desperately wanted to get out of the pantyhose and heels. The exhaustion from being up all night was starting to take a toll that no amount of coffee could revive. But just as they had gotten down to the hospital lobby, Agent O’Dell call
