Jason strode to his desk. “I barely glanced at his resume. I took Ralph at his word.”
“And Ralph probably believed whatever Jules told him. What if he’s a pathological liar? They can be very convincing. And if something breaks…”
Jason pawed through the drawer until he found the folder he wanted. “Okay, under references it says he has twelve yearsof experience in apartment building maintenance at 70 Rowes Wharf. Why does that address sound familiar?”
“It sounds like it’s down on the waterfront.”
“It is.” Jason opened his laptop. “Let me check it out.”
A few minutes and keystrokes later, he said, “Ah ha! No wonder that address sounded familiar. It’s a seafood restaurant. One of the team’s favorites.”
Merry gaped. “So, it’s not an apartment building at all?”
“Nope. Apparently, ol’ Jules did lie on his resume. There’s a contact name and number here. Maybe I’ll call and ask about him just for kicks.”
“Yeah, I think we should, just to be thorough before we speak to him.”
Jason groaned. “Oh, crap. If it doesn’t pan out, one of us will have to fire him. You know how much I hate confrontation.”
“Maybe we should talk to him before we fire him. And if it comes down to that, don’t worry, I’ll do it.”
Jason grinned at her. “You complete me.”
“Yeah, yeah. Just dial the number.”
He chuckled and used his cell phone to place the call. It must have rung a few times with no one picking up. Eventually Jason put his phone away. “The number he gave is disconnected.”
“Oh, no.”
“I guess we’d better go have a chat with him. Then we can start the happy process of looking for another maintenance man.” He rolled his eyes.
Merry snapped her fingers. “Wait a minute. I have an idea.”
“Uh oh.”
“Hey, when have I ever steered you wrong?”
He shrugged. “Never, I guess. Okay, let’s hear it.”
“Sly was an electro-mechanical engineer before he was turned. He wants to earn his rent. Why don’t we ask him if he can do building maintenance?”
Jason’s eyes lit up. “You might have something there. Why don’t you find out and then we’ll have a talk with Jules?”
Just then Max began to fuss in his crib.
“Okay. Right after lunch. It sounds like Max is ready for his.”
“Can I watch?” Jason waggled his eyebrows.
“You’ll do anything to get an eyeful of my massive jugs, won’t you?
Jason chuckled. “You know it.”
Chapter twenty-two
Sly opened his apartment door after a loud knock. It was such a relief not to worry about Malvant being on the other side.
“Merry! How nice to see you. Come in. How’s the baby. How areallof you?”
