Leo turned to Tiffany and soothed her in a gentle voice.
"Don't be afraid. I've got a way."
His expression hardened. He quickly found a photograph on his phone. The year before, when I had him sign a property management bill for me, he had deliberately taken an extra picture of a signed blank authorization page.
His fingers moved rapidly over the screen. He was clearly forging an authorization letter.
From Suite 8, I watched his pathetic scheme unfold through the security feed. Leo still had no idea that Claire Walker, the woman making his night miserable, was the wife he was desperately trying to deceive.
He also didn't know that my attorney had placed an invisible UV security mark in the corner of every signed page. Any photocopy or digital image would omit it, exposing a forged aut
