“Airport Marriott.”
“Hold for the number. 404 766- 7900. I'll connect you at no charge.”
“Thank you.”
“Airport Marriott, how may I direct your call?”
“Carmen Taylor, I don't know what room she's in.”
“Hold please.”
Marcus looked at his watch. He didn't know where Randa lived or how long it would take her to get there. But he knew this was taking to long. He asked himself why he didn't just leave and call from his cell phone, especially since that was the number he was about to give her.
“Hello,” Carmen finally answered.
“Good evening Ms. Taylor. This is Marcus Douglas; I hope I'm not disturbing you?”
“No Mr. Douglas you're not disturbing me.”
“I'm calling to give you my cell phone number. I'm not going to be home for a couple of days.”
“Are you going out of town?” Carmen asked, sounding a little disappointed.
“No, Ms. Taylor. I'm just going to a hotel for a couple of days.”
“Get away from annoying reporters, huh?” Carmen said; feeling relieved.
“Annoying, yeah something like that.” Marcus looked at his watch again, walked toward to window and looked out. “Ready for the number?”
“Ready.”
“770 555-5359.”
“Okay, that's good to know, especially since I was just about to call you.”
“Did you have a question?”
“Yes. I went over the list of people the police questions and read their statements and I was wondering, why the police never talked to Suzanne Collins?”
“Who is Suzanne Collins?”
“Suzanne was Desireé's best friend. I think it’s a little odd that the police could investigate her murder and not talk to her best friend. I take it you didn't either?”
“No Ms. Taylor, this is the first time I've heard her name. Ferguson didn't mention her and she never came forward on her own.”
“Well she doesn't live far from here and I was thinking about going by there and talking to her.”
“That sounds like a good idea, Ms. Taylor. You're serious about this aren't you?”
“Very serious, Mr. Douglas. I have to know what happen to my sister.”
Marcus looked out the window again. “Need some company?”
“You took the words right out of my mouth. I thought that you might do a little better asking questions then I would. You know, being a lawyer and all,” Carmen said, allowing her voice to drop.
Marcus picked up on her tone, but was unsure what to read into it. So he filed it away in the back of his mind. “Well I'll pick you up in about forty minutes, Ms. Taylor.”
“Sounds good.”