"I know Sam's not going to be happy. That's why we called Catherine to meet us here, remember?" Cosmo said. If necessary their boss could get the undoubably cranky marshal off their backs for awhile. He just hoped the cops didn't goof up the search grid that they were supposed to be working too much while one of the team wasn't there to ride herd. Those guys were so green they weren't even fit to be off their trees yet!
"I just hope Sam hasn't terrorized the staff too much," Biggs said with a chuckle. "You know, I'm surprised he didn't just go ahead and check himself out to get back to the search. Either that or annoy them so much they threw him out."
Just then the three marshals' banter was stopped as Catherine Walsh approached. "Tell me you found Parker," she said to them. If that fugitive wasn't safely in custody, they all knew the problem they were going to have getting Sam to go home and rest. He never stopped until he got his man.
"Cops are still looking but he wasn't anywhere on the pier," Cosmo said apologetically as the group entered the emergency room and headed for the admissions desk. "We're heading back there to figure out our next move as soon as we get Sammy tucked in at home."
"I can probably threaten him with a transfer to the nearest McDonalds for burger flipping duty if he isn't okay with that," Catherine said. Sam's tenacity made him one of her best marshals but it could also cause problems when he pushed himself too hard.
"Hi," Cosmo said to the nurse on duty at the desk. "We're here to take Sam Gerard off your hands. Hope he hasn't bugged you too much."
Suddenly, a man appeared behind them, clad in a white lab coat with a strange expression in his eyes. "You're here about that marshal? He was DOA. They've got him on ice down in the morgue."