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Cynthia’s Corvette and Landry’s rented SUV are parked side by side in a public lot near the Strip. Either they’ve rented a different vehicle or they’re on foot. My guys are checking the rental agencies.”
    â€œThe rental agencies will give them that kind of information? I thought that was against the law.”
    He looked up from his phone. She really was a straight arrow. He’d have to keep that in mind. “Technically, that’s true.”
    â€œBut they’ll bend the rules for Luke Dalton?”
    He shrugged. “Depends on who’s working the desk. My dad knew a lot of people in this town, and he made sure they understood that I’d be stepping into his shoes someday. I didn’t expect to have to take over this soon, but they’re treating me the way they would have treated him, and I appreciate that.”
    â€œHow old was your dad when he died?” Her tone was gentler than it had been a few minutes ago when she’d chewed him out for his views on men, women, and dancing the tango.
    â€œFifty-six.” His chest tightened. His dad had loved contemplating the grandchildren he’d have someday. Luke had figured he had plenty of time to give him some.
    â€œNot very old.”
    â€œNope. It was his heart. I lay a lot of the responsibility for his condition at Harrison Cartwright’s feet.”
    â€œHe also died young.”
    â€œYeah, but he’s the one who created the problem. If he’d turned the deed over right away instead of making my father get lawyers involved, they might both be alive today.”
    â€œHave you asked her why she wants to be a showgirl?”
    â€œNo.” But as he looked into Giselle’s green eyes, he realized that would have been a good move. Yeah, he really could use the female perspective as he worked through this problem. “I just assumed it’s because our mother was a dancer and Cynthia always thought that was cool. So what? It’s still a terrible idea.”
    â€œYour mom was a dancer?”
    He nodded. “My father saw her performing at the Sahara thirty-two years ago, and that was it for him. He never looked at another woman. She never looked at another man, either. They were crazy about each other.”
    Giselle’s expression softened. “Is it any wonder your sister wants to be a showgirl after hearing a romantic story like that? If she wants a guy like your dad, she’s not going to find him working in a microbiology lab.”
    â€œYou think that’s her motivation? To find the man of her dreams?” Luke hadn’t thought of that. Cynthia probably wouldn’t want to hook up with a nerdy scientist or lawyer. She’d want a charismatic gambler like her dad had been. Unfortunately, Bryce Landry fit that profile.
    â€œI have no idea if she’s hoping to re-create what your parents had. As smart as she is, that’s probably only a small part of her thinking. But you would know for sure if you asked her.”
    â€œWhich brings us back to the
so what
part of this discussion. No matter what her motivation is, being a showgirl is still a lousy idea. She could attract a psycho stalker just as easily as Prince Charming. Easier, actually.”
    â€œBut she wants to work in your casino, which means she’s putting herself under the protection of you and your staff. That’s extremely smart, don’t you think?”
    â€œI’ve thought of that, and I swear it makes me break out in a cold sweat. What if she’s counting on the Silver Crescent being a safe environment and then one night it’s not?”
    â€œYou say that because you’re paranoid.”
    â€œDamn right I’m paranoid. Vegas has its share of strange people. If you had a sister, would you want her putting herself on display for any weirdo who happened to be in the audience?”
    She gave him a smug little smile. “I’d want her to do whatever made