"Whatever." She turned her attention back to Nate. "I knew he'd had a lot of affairs before me, but I thought we had something special. I thought he loved me. And then I found out the truth. The guy would screw anything in a skirt." She looked at Marisa. "Or a maid's outfit. Did you wear one of those little white aprons? I bet he really liked that."

Marisa's face turned bright red. "I was never with him. He was..." Her voice trailed off, and she looked at Nate.

"Marisa didn't sleep with him," Nate said, "not that Charles didn't try."

"You don't have to lie to me," Jessica said. "Did you have the braid before? I bet he loved that." She closed her mouth in a straight line and shook her head. "I know how he was. He could charm his way under the queen's skirt, if he had five minutes alone with her."

"I was in love with Vinnie," Marisa said. "Charles tried, I said no. The end."

"Right." She rolled her eyes at Nate, as if the very thought of telling Charles no was akin to a fat kid turning down a Kit Kat. "Besides, it wouldn't matter. I thought all that stopped with me. Apparently not."

"How'd you find out the truth?"

"The other cleaning lady, the ugly one."

"Leslie?" Nate suggested. He ignored Marisa's glare, but he could feel it.

"Right," Jessica said. "Her. I was up there—"

"At G&K? In the offices?"

"Yeah, I went there sometimes after the place closed. He didn't like people to know I went there, but they knew. He had a couch in his office." She shrugged. Nate was glad he didn't have to hear the details. "He'd left the room to take a phone call, and the lady came in. She told me he met girls up there all the time."

"When was that exactly?" Nate asked.

"Right before he got arrested. I knew I was pregnant, and I'd even thought I might tell him that night. But she told me about the other women, and I wasn't so sure. After that, Charles was busy night after night for, I don't know, a week or so, and I figured the maid was right—he was seeing other women. And then he got arrested."

Marisa leaned forward. "Leslie told you that? You sure it was her?"

"I don't know her name."

Marisa turned to Nate. "Leslie always told me to keep my nose out of everything. Just clean and keep your mouth shut. So it doesn't make sense."

Leslie obviously broke her own rule more than once. She'd told Charles about Vinnie's contact with the FBI, and now this.