One More Night(51)
He clicked open the email, scanning it quickly. Brent had sent a news story from a local Vegas blog tracking the goings-on in the city.
Allegro Hotel Nabs Pickpocket, Thanks to Intrepid Guests
The newest hotel on the Strip had a very busy weekend. Seems the security team busted the pickpocket ring that had been nicking chips left and right from tables all over town. The culprit? The city’s very own Tad Herman was caught on camera and has fessed up. Herman is a former marketing executive at Farrell Spirits, who has a rap sheet for shoplifting back in the day. Seems he never lost his taste for stealing things he doesn’t own, and the liquor company let him go. But that’s not all, folks! Details are still sketchy, but we’re hearing that the hotel also booted a pit boss who was on the take with a certain cowboy in this town. In addition, the Allegro cleaned house, getting rid of a few dealers and some other staffers who were in cahoots. We’re told a pair of husband-and-wife amateur detectives played a part in busting both the pickpocket ring and in putting a bully behind bars. Way to go, Mr. And Mrs. Whoever You Are, for helping to clean up Vegas.
They both arched their eyebrows at the same time, and grinned.
“Amateur husband-and-wife detectives, are we now?”
“Not such a bad idea, is it?”
She shook her head. “Not at all. I can just see us jetting all over the world, busting art thieves, solving jewel heists, uncovering all sorts of mysteries.”
“Mr. And Mrs. Whoever You Are,” he said, trying the title on again for size. “I suppose that could be our next grand adventure. Especially since it seems you might not have to sign that morality clause now that Herman is history.”
“So that means I can consort with all sorts of criminal types?” she said as the plane soared through the dark skies.
“Maybe. Or just consort with me,” he said, closing the laptop and tucking it under the seat. “Like right now.”
“I believe consorting in the friendly skies is a perfect place for our . . . what is this? Fifth time already as husband and wife?”
“We’ve had a busy, busy afternoon. And let’s stay busy this evening. Besides, I have something else in mind for those pearls.”
Her eyes sparkled with interest. “What would that be?”
“Let’s find out,” he said, and silenced any more words with a kiss that felt like magic and movies and so much more.