“She was Dominic’s dad’s girlfriend,” Gola whispered the word “girlfriend” and looked over her shoulder. “You mean side piece,” Ruth hissed. “Ruth!” “What? It’s true.” Ruth scooted her chair closer. “So, Paul Russo, Dalessandra’s husband and Dominic’s father, used to be the creative director here. But rumor has it he tended to use his position to go fishing in the company pond if you catch my drift.” I was an excellent drift catcher.
