âYouâre too young for reading glasses.â
He tucked them into his shirt pocket. âMy vision gets blurry from the computer glare. I spent most of the morning running background checks.â
âIâm glad you assign me the fun stuff.â
âSpeaking of which, I have another case for you.â He handed her a printout sheet from his desk. âA Mr. and Mrs. Finnegan discovered their eighteen-year-old daughterâs been trolling for men on the internet. Sheâs set up a meeting theyâd like you to monitor. At a local restaurant.â
Patty glanced at the sheet. âSaturday? Iâm in Leoâs wedding, remember?â Although she was hardly the bridesmaid type, sheâd been flattered when her partnerâs fiancée, Dr. Nora Kendall, had asked her to be the maid of honor. Patty hadnât put on a dress since her high school homecoming dance, and didnât intend to, so, after some good-natured negotiations, theyâd settled on her wearing a tuxedo.
âIâll cover Saturdayâs rendezvous. You can take it from there. Wish we werenât so short-handed.â Mike had been counting on his foster brother and coinvestor, an Arizona sheriffâs deputy named Lock Vaughn, joining them. The guy had managed to get himself shot in the leg and was temporarily out of commission.
Patty hated disappointing Mike, even though he didnât seem to mind. âI guess weâre a bit too busy.â
âSeems like it, but most of these cases can be wrapped up in no time.â Mike sat on the edge of his broad desk, its surface covered by neatly stacked files and notes lined upside by side. âAs you know, we inherited some large corporate clients, but they wonât pay all the bills. We get hits on our website and through the Yellow Pages, but those arenât enough, either. Anything you can do to help bring in cases would be appreciated.â
âMe?â Patty hadnât considered getting involved in the marketing end of the business, but while this was Mike and Lockâs company, she had a stake here, too. âI could nose around at the wedding. You should come, too. Iâll bet you could make it in time for the reception.â Although the affair was a small one, Patty was allowed to bring a guest.
âThatâs a good idea from a business standpoint. Noraâs got connections at the hospital, and Leoâs family is prominent in this town.â Mike rubbed his forehead. âOkay, if I finish in time, Iâll be there.â
âJust show up and say youâre with me.â She scanned the sheet again. âThe meetingâs at one. Wedding doesnât start till four. I can do both.â
âYouâre the maid of honor.â
âItâs not like I have to arrive three hours early. Nora said half an hour would be fine.â
âYou certain about this?â
Iâm sure I want to carry my weight around here. âYou have to admit, Miss Finneganâs a lot less likely to notice a woman spying on her than a big guy like you.â Patty had another thought. âYou got an ID on this Romeo? If heâs a sex offender, we could have a police escort waiting for him.â
Mike shook his head. âNothing yet. Besides, the girlâs eighteen. She can meet anybody she likes. You sure you want to do this?â
âNo question.â Patty checked her watch. âIâd better go write up the miraculous recovery of Mr. Frimley.â
âDonât let me stop you.â
She chose the private office set aside for Lock over thereport-writing room jammed with file cabinets and supplies. Feet happily propped on the desk of a detective she had yet to meet, Patty called Frimleyâs neighbor, who proved to be a gold mine. Sheâd actually seen Stanley working out in his garage onceâthe doors had opened on their own, before heâd managed to shut them againâand she