“I don’t know where he is, Jack,” Mason said, much louder than he intended.  “He was here when I left.”  As soon as they entered the room, they knew Bill was gone.  It’s not like there are a lot of places to hide in here, he thought.  The last one to enter the room, Mason closed the door behind him, and threw the keycard on the desk.  He looked over at the nearest bed and pointed, “His gun’s gone, so I don’t think he stepped out for ice.”  He rubbed his chin, “Probably went out for a bite to eat.”

“Without hearing anything from us?”  Jack shook his head.  “That’s nothing like my brother.  He would wait here until he heard something, or you returned with us.&rdqu...

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