"I know," Julian replied, setting down his phone. "But some people will always try to justify the unjustifiable."
My phone rang again, this time Nina. "Hey," I answered.
"Claire, what the hell?" Nina said immediately. "It was Vanessa? Your sister hired that man?"
"Stepsister," I corrected automatically. "And yeah, apparently so."
"Oh my god," Nina breathed. "Are you okay?"
"Not really," I admitted. "But I'm managing."
"What can I do?" Nina asked. "Do you need anything?"
"Not right now," I said. "I just need to process this."
"Okay," Nina said. "But I'm here if you need me, anytime."
We hung up and I looked at Julian. "I should probably tell Lisa Hayes," I said. "Before she reads about it online."
"Good idea," Julian agreed.
I called the Vogue editor and she answered quickly. "Cl
