Chapter TenDOWNTOWN LOS ANGELES,
January 1928
Bogart Rogers had an office at Fourth and Hill in the Wright & Callender Building near Bunker Hill, not far from Angels Flight. The building looked at least twenty years old, with the sculptural detail and ornamental plaster that had been so big then.
“Adela’s been real nice to me,” Clara said, pulling the Kissel into a spot on Fourth Street. “She interviewed me for a Photoplay story that’s comin’ out next month. Ever since, she’s invited me over for dinner or tennis matches. I love her kids, Billy ’n’ Elaine. But her governess won’t lemme near ’em. Says I’m improper.”
After seeing the mirror over the bed and hearing the rumor about Clara going to lunch at the Beverly Hills Hotel in a bathing suit and heels, I could see the governess’s poin
