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“Oh, stop being so paranoid.” Kate squeezed past him with a steaming mug in hand. “I’m not trying to sneak a look at your computer every time I walk by.”
“Maybe you should be. Might save you some valuable time.”
“Very funny, Captain. Hope you’re prepared for some turbulence ahead.” She grinned. “How are you liking your new desk? Not much room for your legs, huh?”
She wasn’t kidding. He’d only been here an hour and he could already feel his muscles cramping. “Well, at least I have a good view of yours.”
Her eyes widened, and she quickly uncrossed her legs and pulled down on her skirt. “You shouldn’t be looking.”
“Why not? Beats the view out the window.”
“What? You don’t like brick walls?”
“I live in New York. I love brick walls.”
She cracked a smile at that, then took a sip from her mug and leaned closer to her computer screen. “Keep quiet now. I’ve got to concentrate.”
He should be doing the same. Only she was fun to talk to. She had an interesting mind, and a sly sense of humor that he rather enjoyed.
Anyway, he’d already found where prospective dad number one, James Morgan, lived. All he’d had to do was type “vacation resort,” “Upper New York State” and “James Morgan” into his favorite search engine.
Now he needed to rent a car. Taking his mug with him, and closing the door firmly on the sound of Kate’s clattering on the keyboard, he headed for the reception area to talk to Nadine.
As he’d guessed on the first day, Nadine was a real sweetheart. Quick to smile and anxious to please.
“Hi, Jay. The coffee is fresh. Is there anything—”
The phone rang and she made a face, then picked up the receiver. “Fox & Fisher Detective Agency.”
While he waited for her to finish with the call, he helped himself to the coffee. Every time he saw Nadine, she was busy. She wasn’t the sort to sit around and wait for the work to come to her.
“I’ll have Lindsay call with an update as soon as she can,” Nadine said, scribbling a note on a message pad. She covered the mouthpiece for a moment. “Sorry, Jay. I’ll be right with you.”
When the call ended, she gave him a smile.
“You’re good at multitasking,” he observed.
“I love this job.” She hesitated, then added, “Though, one day I would like to try my hand at the investigating side of the business. Lindsay and Nathan have given me a few small assignments.” She sighed. “But I have a lot to learn before I’ll be ready to take on a real case all by myself.”
“You probably have as many qualifications as I do. Have you taken any courses?”
“Not yet. I’m signed up for six weeks of online instruction starting next month. Much to my mother’s dismay.”
“She doesn’t like the idea of you being a private investigator?”
“Not hardly.”
“Is she worried it’s dangerous? Because according to Nathan, most of that exciting stuff only happens in the movies.”
“It’s partly a safety issue,” she agreed. “But it’s also an image thing. My mother, bless her dear, loving heart, is a bit of a snob.”
The door opened, and Nathan came in just in time to hear Nadine’s comment about her mother. “Hi, Nathan. How was the meeting?”
He had a briefcase in one hand and a cardboard box in the other, so Jay sprang forward to help him with the door. Nathan set the box on Nadine’s desk, then hung his coat in the closet.
“The meeting went great. As you can see.” He tapped the box. “We got the job. There are magazines in there that I’d like you to catalog for me please, Nadine.”
He went to the coffeepot and filled one of the mugs. “And you might as well come clean about your family. Jay’s going to be part of the team soon, after all.” He gave his friend a confident thumbs-up before disappearing into his office.
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