Saturday Morning
“I got him!” Julia came stomping into the office, sporting a Cheshire cat grin.“Got who?”“That … ” Julia reined in her language. “The gigolo of all gigolos.” She smiled down at Clarice. “Gregor, or whatever he’s calling himself—this time.”Clarice leaned back in the chair and stared at Julia. “How—What—Will I get my money back?”“If he hasn’t spent it all, yes. But if he has, you might have to be content with knowing that he’ll never defraud anyone else. So far, it looks like you are wealthy widow number four. But now, thanks to certain friends in high places, his duping days are over! They picked him up and charged him last night for fraud and bigamy—no, it has to be polygamy. Seems he neglected to divorce the women he married, then divested of their money. Of course, he couldn’t divorce any of them, or they would have come after him.” Julia paused midrant. “He did tell you he’d been divorced, right?”“He said once, when he was younger.”“I wonder what name he was going by then?”
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