Homewrecker Incorporated by Chavous S. Simone

Author:Chavous, S. Simone [Chavous, S. Simone]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: S. Simone Chavous
Published: 2016-01-05T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

"Jesus, Claudia," Lydia said when I stumbled into the office. "You look like shit."

"Has anyone made coffee?" I asked without addressing her statement.

It was bad enough we were working on a Sunday. I knew I looked like shit. I'm definitely a woman who can hold her liquor, but when I went back into the gala to find Grey and Ashley gone and Gregory engrossed in a conversation with a couple of local politicians, I started pounding the champagne.

I did finally get to talk to Gregory again when he and Chad carried me out to the car and sent my drunken ass on my way. God, I hoped I didn't say anything stupid, but I couldn't be sure because the details were fuzzy. After the driver helped me upstairs, I passed out on the couch still in my dress and shoes. Waking up at four in the morning to vomit while visions of what Grey was likely doing with Ashley flashed in my mind certainly didn't help with my hangover.

"Here you go." Bridget walked into the conference room with a piping hot cup of coffee for me. God, I loved her.

"The investigator followed the woman from the pictures back to an apartment building," she said as I sat down and took a healthy sip of the sweet, sweet caffeinated nectar.

"She stayed there all night. There were a few people in and out, but no one he recognized. There's a doorman so he couldn't get inside discreetly. I ran the plates on her car," Bridget continued. "It's a rental under the Clarion Corporation. I haven't found much on the company yet, it appears to be a shell owned by several other corporations, which are owned by even more corporations, so it'll take a bit more digging to find out who's really behind it all. I did find an apartment leased by the same company in the building, so it's safe to assume that one's hers. I still haven't been able to dig up a last name, but I'm working on it."

"Is there anything on Gregory's calendar with her name on it?" I asked.

"No, I checked this morning when Grace told me her first name. The lunch he had with her was just blocked out as busy, no location or other attendees designated," Bridget said. "I did find something else, though. I ran a program to cycle through some of the old G&G security footage going back six months using facial recognition and got a hit for her about eight weeks ago. She signed in and got off on the executive floor. I'm trying to dig up the security logs for that day to get a full name."

"Bridget, you could rule the world if you put your mind to it," Grace said, walking through the door. I'd wondered where she was. I'd expected to at least have a message from her asking how things went after she left the gala, but I hadn't heard a peep. Based on her appearance, she's almost as hungover as me.

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