He spun around. “Hey, Millie, Cat.”
“This is a nice, quiet way to spend a few hours.”
“Not much action, which is just the way I like it.”
“Because you have plenty of action in the casino,” Cat joked.
“No kidding. This cruise has been a busy one.” Brody scooched over. “Have a seat.”
“Thanks.” Millie sat next to him while Cat took an empty chair nearby. “Are you still escorting troublemakers out of the casino?”
“Not last night, but there have been a few.” Brody turned his phone off and shoved it in his pocket. “How’s your investigation going?”
Millie made an unhappy sound. “I still have a few people on my radar. Speaking of casinos, I’ve discovered the Belly Buster’s host likes to spend time there.” She pulled her scratchpad from her pocket. “Between the hours of ten and midnight almost every night, to be exact.”
“Sports betting, tables or slots?”
“I was hoping you could answer that question.” Millie gave him a brief description of Astrid.
“She doesn’t sound familiar.”
“Do you have a picture you can show Brody?” Cat asked.
“Good idea.” Millie pulled up the Belly Buster’s website, clicked on the “About us” section and scrolled until finding Astrid’s photo. She enlarged it before handing Brody her phone. “This is her.”
He studied the photo. “I've never seen her before in my life.”
“Are you sure?”
“Positive.”
Chapter 25
“I would remember her, especially if she was hanging out in the casino every night.” Brody handed Millie her phone. “Watching people is part of my job.”
“Something isn’t adding up.” Millie blinked rapidly, trying to figure out if Sharky’s RFID tracking site was off or if Astrid was keeping a low profile and just hadn’t hit Brody’s radar.
“You said you found out she’s been in the casino every night between ten and twelve,” Cat said.
“Correct. Like clockwork. There were a couple of other times during the day, but mostly at night.”
“Then it’s simple. Go to the casino and see if you spot her.”
“I suppose that’s the only way to confirm she’s in there. Clearly she’s not causing any trouble or issues for Brody,” Millie said.
“I’m telling you I remember faces,” he insisted. “I can promise you this woman hasn’t been in the casino.”
“Then there’s a disconnect. I’ll have to figure it out.” Millie thanked him. After she left, she called Sharky.
“Hey, Millie. Long time no talk.”
“I chatted with Brody. He swears Astrid hasn’t been in the casino at night.”
“She has, at least according to the RFID tracking.”
“Is there any chance it recorded bad information?”
“No way. It’s amazingly accurate.” Sharky made a similar comment about how she must havesomehow slipped under Brody’s radar. “Maybe you should check it out yourself.”