A police officer was waiting when Woody and Garret arrived in New Orleans.
"Are ya'll Detective Hoyt and Dr. Macy?"
"Yes we are… who are you?" asked Garret.
"I'm officer Marcott. My chief said it would be easier for me to come here than for ya'll to get lost."
Woody could tell that Marcott wasn't telling him the entire truth. There was something in the officer's voice like when a young child had a secret they are afraid to tell. Woody knew this voice well. Jordan had used it every time she was in trouble and need his help.
In the car"Umm… Officer Marcott is it? Not to be rude or anything, but is there something your not telling us?" asked Woody.
"Well… now that you mention it. I'm not really suppose to tell you anything yet, but ya'll seem like ya really care about this girl."
"Did something happen?" asked Garret
"A woman fitting Dr. Cavanaugh's description was brought to East Jefferson Hospital a couple of hours before ya'll got here. My partner is there with her now. That's where I'm actually taking ya'll."
"What happened to her?" Woody asked with concern in his voice.
"She was found beaten and raped in an alley."
