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“What?”
She sighed. “Forget I said anything. The perils of a co-worker sleeping with your roommate and only one bathroom in the apartment. Anyhow, it’s a first date, and I’m meeting him tonight.”
I hadn’t completely recovered from hearing she’d seen Craig naked. “Someone you met online?”
“It’s a perfectly acceptable way to meet people.”
It was also a good way to put yourself at risk. “Let me do a background check on him.”
Her eyes went wide. “No way.”
“Why not? Don’t you want to know if you’re going out with a pedophile?”
“He’s not a pedophile.”
“How do you know? Did you check the registry? Is he even using his real name? You have no information on this guy except what he chose to put in an online profile to attract women. He could be a predator.”
She paused, hopefully letting my words sink in. “I’m being safe by meeting him at a public restaurant.”
“Yeah, but what if he wants to come to your place after? He could be a nut job who ends up murdering you.”
“Are you worried for my safety or concerned they’d identify you as a prime suspect?”
My lips curved with a ghost of a smile. “Both.”
She grinned. “Good thinking.”
I’d wanted her to refute the idea of taking a stranger home, but when she didn’t, my stomach hurt. I’d assumed she was a relationship-type girl since she didn’t have the party-girl vibe like her cousin. But who knew?
“Give me his name, and let me do a check. It doesn’t hurt to be on the safe side, right?”
She sighed but relented. “Fine. His name is Tate McDonald.”
“What the hell kind of name is Tate?”
“Stop it. It’s a perfectly good name.”
I quirked a brow. “He live here in Vegas?”
“Yeah, said he moved from Dayton, Ohio, two years ago. He’s twenty-eight.”
“Should be enough for me to go on. But for a more thorough check, I’d need twenty-four hours. Any chance you can postpone your date until tomorrow night?” Or perhaps to never?
“Not a chance. Do your thing, and I’ll drop by to get your report before I leave.”
An hour later, I looked at my computer screen. Tate McDonald, born March twentieth in Columbus, Ohio, grew up in Dayton. Parents divorced, father remarried with two sons. Mother remarried and living in Florida. Working as a hotel manager at one of the convention center hotels. Clean record with the exception of a speeding ticket six months ago.
When I pulled up his dating profile picture, I took an instant dislike to the pretty-boy image. Short blond hair, clean-shaven, brown eyes, and a stupid salesman smile. Sure, it could be the jealousy clouding my judgment, but there was something cocky about him.
Yet I had no good reason to tell Addison not to go out with him.
It was close to five when she knocked on my open office door. “Hi, find anything nefarious about my date?”
She’d changed her flats for heels. “You sure wearing heels again is a good idea?” Considering she’d taken a tumble when she’d worn similar shoes for her interview, I worried about her ability to stay upright.
She huffed, “Are you making fun of the fact I’ll probably end up on my ass at some point this evening?”
“If you know you’re going to fall, then why wear the shoes?”
