He looked up when she asked, "Are you going to sue the writer?"
"I'm still... working on it. But you know I can't really take this to court. I'll be shooting myself in the foot if I do."
"Damn it… You're right." Becca bit her lip, looking hesitant as she opened her mouth again. "But there's one more thing…"
Gael darted his gaze and met hers. What else could there be?
"What is it?" Gael wondered. He looked calm, yet his heart had begun to race, unsure of what he was about to hear. This could not get any worse, could it? How unlucky was he if it did?
"The… invite has already been sent…" Becca muttered under her breath. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and fanned her face with her hand.
"What? What invite?"
"I don't know if you know, but Samantha and I run a company. We have a mobile application—an interactive novel. We have writers in the studio, but recently, we've been scouting authors, and we produce their published books—make it into an interactive story."
