Chapter 12Sunday morning, Hyatt Regency Hotel – Houston, Texas
There was a long silence at the other end of the telephone. Sean thought the call with Robert Carr, Georgia's father, had been disconnected. “Hello?”
“I'm here, Sean.”
“I'm so sorry that there's nothing new to tell you. I haven't heard from the police today.”
“These things take time … I guess.” Robert's voice trailed off.
Sean didn't know what else to say. “I've been calling hospitals. I'm sure the police are too, but I need to do something. My God, there's over a hundred hospitals in this city.”
“Now listen, Sandra and I are booked on a late night flight this evening. We have a stop-over in L.A. We'll see you tomorrow.”
“Are you sure? There's nothing any of us can do here but wait.”
“We'd rather wait there than here. A
