“Now what are we going to do?” Claire asked, her voice tinged with worry. “What if he fell asleep behind the wheel of that car of his? Or he was in an accident? Or got mugged?”
Carson held up his hand. “I think it’s too early to start worrying.”
“I don’t. Edwin has never, ever disappeared like this. This place is his baby. He loves it. Even if he were the sort of guy to screw his coworkers over, he’s not the sort to leave the pharmacy in a lurch.”
Carson checked his watch. He had ten minutes to travel eight miles across the city. “What do you think we should do?”
“Is it too soon to call the police?”
“Probably. But not the hospitals.”
“There are a lot in the area. We can split up the numbers.”