Page 135 of Breaking Hollywood

“Yeah, but it was definitely my writing. I recognized it.” I sigh.

“Well, have you signed anything recently?”

I shake my head. “No…oh, wait. I did sign something the other day for Gabe’s cleaners.”

“What?”

Lifting Gucci into her arms, she shifts around on the bed, sitting Indian-style, and puts Gucci back in her lap. I move on the bed to face her.

“It was this new form. Sadie, one of the cleaners, asked me to sign it. It’s something that their boss implemented just to prove that they’ve done the work.”

“And you’d never signed one before?”

“Nope. That was the first time.”

“Hmm.” Charly taps her lip with her finger.

“What?”

“Just odd that your signature is on a contract that you definitely didn’t sign, and only a few days ago, you signed a form that you’d never had to sign before. Did you read the form?”

“Not really,” I admit.

“So, it’s possible that you signed the contract giving permission to sell Gabe’s story without realizing it.”

“You mean, Sadie? No. No way. And, anyway, it’s Digby who published the story.”

“Digby doesn’t write his own new pieces. He doesn’t need to. He has a team of trashy writers who do that for him. He’s the face, but there’s a whole slew of rats turning that wheel.”

“So, what? You think Sadie has something to do with it? But why use my name? It doesn’t make sense. And how would she have gotten a recording of our conversation? She’s only at the apartment during the day. And she’s not alone. Barb, the other cleaner, is there, too.”

“Hang on…let me think.” Charly taps her fingers on her temples.

I can almost see the wheels turning in her head.

“What’s Sadie’s surname?”

“I don’t know.”

“What’s the name of the cleaning company she works for?”

“Floor-to-Ceiling Cleaning.”

“Catchy name.”

“Yeah, I thought that.”

Charly picks her cell up from the bed and starts tapping away on the screen.

“What are you doing?”

“Getting their number. I’m gonna give them a call.”

“Why?”

“To get her name, and while I’m at it, I’ll ask about that form you signed.”

“Charly, you can’t just call them up and ask that!”