Call Girl Confidential

by Rebecca Kade

  The good news is that if anyone tried to abduct my son at the school bus, I don’t have to worry because he has an eye watching him all the time. He’s being watched all the time. He was telling me there were people at the bottom of my driveway, across the street. Then one day my house got broken into. Then a maroon van just appeared with the New Jersey plate. So I think that little cunt talked about me; I think Vincent Parco gave up my name to the feds; the feds ran down the list to look and couldn’t find anything and then moved on. Because there is nothing to find, Rebecca. They pulled my banking records in the U.S. I have nothing. They are so squeaky clean. Everybody has something; mine are so clean, they’re almost too clean.

  Bingo. I needed her to talk about her finances, and she’d led the conversation there herself. I tried to elicit more:

  R: Aren’t you worried about that part?

  A: Look, I don’t have a $2 million home and claim to make $30,000 a year. I didn’t do that whole thing. Everything I ever buy or do has been in cash. I don’t buy large purchases. I buy things in different names. I don’t own anything in my own name. I don’t own any cars.

  R: Not even your new one?

  A: No, that’s in my other partner’s corporation name. It’s a corporate car. I get to use the corporate car but I don’t own it. That’s owned by the land development company my partner owns. He has no idea. . . .

  For example, we have an American Express card and you claim you make $50,000 a year. But if you’re doing $50,000 a year in charges, using your credit card, going on vacations, they’ll think you’re full of shit.

  R: Yeah, because where are you getting that?

  A: But we’ve never done that. I pay my kids’ stuff in cash, like clothes and games. Everything has always been in cash. But all our bills have been paid from our checking account. I never had a flamboyant lifestyle. I never lived big like these other people. I never wanted to be.

  Anyway, cutting a long story short, the good news is, they’ve looked into me and they’ve found nothing of interest and the lead has gone cold. They’re putting it down to a disgruntled girl with a grudge.

  R: That’s good.

  A: Yeah, but I’m still not coming back for a while. I’m still not comfortable. Would you be?

  R: I get it. [Boy, did I.] No, I totally understand. It must be hard to be away from your family. At least you have your dogs, though.

  I waited, but no, she would never talk about missing her family. Me, I wouldn’t be able to stand it. How could she stay away like that? Maybe it hurt so much she couldn’t express it.

  A: The other thing, the option is that, if I came back, and there’s something I could get tied to, there’d be no choice when I was going to come back.

  R: Yeah, I hear you. But since I e-mailed you this morning, I looked at this whole Kristin thing. It doesn’t even seem like it’s a big deal anymore.

  A: I was thinking that. Well, that’s how I’m feeling. I’m sitting here thinking, OK, this bitch . . .

  R: Two million dollars. They make it out like it’s a huge thing. Then all of a sudden, a week later, it’s no big deal? Where’s the scary part of all this? I don’t know . . .

  A: The bottom line is they’re on a witch hunt for Spitzer. Andreia Schwartz said, “Yes, I fucked Spitzer.” Andreia Schwartz turned in some names. My name was on that list. I had a fight with her. They started following leads on the list she gave them; they staked out my place, realized there was nothing going on, because there’s not. My kids go to school; my husband goes to work every day. I’m not even there. Get my drift? Even if they put my phones and everything at my home under surveillance, we never use them for anything. I’ve never once made a business call from my home phone number. I never would. I always had those 514 [the Montreal area code] numbers and disposable cells. You may laugh at those 514 numbers, but they’re off the jurisdiction of U.S. subpoenas for surveillance. Did you know that?

  R: No. Because they’re out of the country?

  A: Yeah.

  R: Oh, that’s a good idea.

  A: That’s why I had an office up in Canada. All my bills, all my phones, everything is billed out of here. And in case it comes to light, it’s legal in Canada.

  R: Oh, it is?

  A: Yeah.

  R: We should all move to Canada.

  A: Yeah, but it’s really cheap up here. It’s, like, $300 an hour.

  R: Oh, that sucks!

  A: Anywhere you go, when something’s legal, it becomes cheap. That’s why we get so much in [New York].

  Anyway, because this Brazilian girl had a thing for me, she gave my name up. Obviously, they’ve done their surveillance; they’ve realized after pulling all my records—and let me tell you, they pulled my bank records, they pulled everything—they feel there’s nothing that shouldn’t be there. There’s no big money flying through my account, flamboyant trips, first-class trips, nothing like that.

  R: My bank account record . . . Is that linked to some private account or is that your . . . I mean . . . I don’t even look at that, so I don’t really know.

  Anna had made a couple of wire transfers into my bank account using the name Anna Tennant, and I was starting to worry, but I also thought I might be able to nail one of her accounts down. It had been for a payment for a trip to Tokyo. This would end up being a lead for the DA.

  A: Can I be honest? You’ll be happy to hear that it’s located outside of the country.

  R: Oh, OK.

  A: You want to hear a funny thing? It’s not even my name. No, it’s somebody else. But it’s a good friend. It’s cool. They’re really good. It’s the link to me, you know what I mean?

  R: No, as I said, I’ve always said, the less I know the better.

  A: You know what, Rebecca, you know what it is? I keep thinking the FBI are looking for me because they’re at the bottom of my driveway. I was scared. You seem to think every time the phone rings, or you hear the doorbell ring, maybe they’re downstairs for you. Maybe our fears are taking the better of us. Maybe none of this is really going on and we’re all just paranoid.

  R: Yeah, I agree.

  A: [Kristin] would not give your name up. I feel it in my heart. She would not do that to you.

  R: I’m telling you, anybody else who got my name, if she gave a list of names, my name would be one of many. But if that [New York Post court reporter] Laura Italiano [finds out] . . .

  A: I don’t like her, either. She parties with Vincent Parco.

  R: She does?

  A: Yes, she does. Our lives are very [intertwined]. Our lives are not that far apart. I don’t know if you’re noticing that.

  R: I’m starting to get that idea.

  A: I know her editor in chief. Very, very well. But there’s a price that comes with that. Do you understand?

  R: Well, here’s the question, OK? I have enough cash to get me through April at this point. If I have to come up with something very fast, this is something I have to ask my sister for. Do you have any idea what I’m going to have to come up with?

  A: [You mean] for an attorney?

  R: No, you’re saying there’s a price to be paid.

  A: Oh, not that type of price! That’s illegal! No, no, no. It means, if you know something about the case, or down the road, if you hear anything illegal going on, you’re going to have to drop a little information.

  R: Oh, OK. No problem.

  A: It’s called being a source. A newspaper source. You get my drift, right?

  R: But I don’t know anything.

  A: You think you don’t. But you know frickin’ Kristin; you know her better than anybody.

  R: I know.

  A: I think it would be wrong at this point. Unless she gave up your name. I think it would be wrong. I wouldn’t do it. Well, put it this way: if they came and knocked at my door, I swear to you on my children’s’ lives, I will not let anybody take the fall for my mistakes. I’d say, “I didn’t keep names, I didn’t keep records.” It really is the truth, Bec
ca. If they were to look, I couldn’t even tell you the names of the girls I worked with. Because I really didn’t want to know. The only one I knew was that bitch Andreia Schwartz, because she’s been a nightmare of mine for two years.

  I knew this was coming. That’s why I moved everything to Canada. I changed my phone lines two years ago. As soon as she got busted, I said, fuck that, she’s going to be wanting to give out names. I know my name will be at the top of her head because we got into a fight. Lesson learned. I’ll never fight with people again. “OK, fine, you’re angry. Sorry you feel that way. Good-bye.” Never again.

  I just don’t think Kristin would give up your name. I just don’t think she would. I think she’ll give up this girl [Jessica] Cutler [the sex worker and blogger called “Washingtonienne,” a friend of madam Kristin Davis], the one that’s running her mouth . . .

  R: But Jessica’s already outed herself.

  A: No, she’s denying it. She says she was just a social acquaintance.

  R: She’s a publicity whore.

  A: Nobody wants this kind of publicity. It’s one thing if she bangs the governor and can write a tell-all book and make a million. But she didn’t. She’s nobody. This Jessica Cutler is a gossip that made enemies in Washington. I have no idea who she is. I didn’t even know about her. I never heard about her before.

  R: You never read her book?

  A: No.

  R: She wrote a book about the whole thing.

  A: Lovely. Listen, I know you’re going to be strapped about money. If I generate some old friends, like ——— and a couple of other people, are you nervous, or do you want to sneak out and see some people? Off the record.

  R: That’s what I’m saying. You know how I feel about new clients.

  A: Well, who was the last [one]?

  R: Uh, that guy ———.

  A: He was a regular from years ago. He’s an artist.

  R: Yeah.

  A: If you’re uncomfortable seeing anyone, I don’t even want to bother. But you’ve said you’re going to be really stressed about money after this month, correct?

  R: I don’t know what I’m going to do.

  A: What about the guy ——— downtown? I can call him. I can let ——— know you’re working. People you might want me to reach out to, I can reach out to them.

  R: I know I kind of blasted the whole [expletive] thing. He probably doesn’t want to see me after not wanting to see him.

  A: I’m having trouble with him anyway. He’s not making the money he used to.

  R: Oh, really?

  A: He makes money. But he would spend $10,000 a night. Now he won’t even spend more than a couple of thousand. I think everybody’s been hard hit with this recession.

  But, no, listen, I think it’s a time for caution. It’s a time to be really, really careful and to stay away from the mainstream of the people. I only reach out to people I really trust.

  R:I don’t know. That’s the thing.

  A: I will never advertise as an agency again. Those days are gone.

  R: Anybody who does that isn’t very smart.

  A: Did you see the big agencies? Oh my God, they have ads that are still up.

  R: You think they’re doing that because they think they can? Because they think everybody is so busy with Kristin?

  A: The [prosecutors] are going to go through the list. They’re even hitting body rubs. They’re hitting everything. Kristin made such big waves because she was so flamboyant. That’s what makes her an interesting media story. From what I’ve heard, she’s not exactly a lady.

  R: Really, now . . . Is anyone still around? Aren’t they kind of stupid at this point?

  A: Off the record, I knew this was all coming down. Not Kristin. But I left before any of this happened. I knew shit was coming. And there’s more to come. There was a big place that got hit on Friday night and none of us know who it is. They didn’t put it in the papers yet.

  They made a boo-boo with Kristin. Her booker disappeared. They were supposed to get her at the same time they got Kristin. But something went wrong. It took them five days to find her. Did you know that?

  R: Yeah, well, Grace was hiding at her apartment and went up to her mom’s. That’s what I read in the papers.

  A: Don’t read the papers. Even when you give them information, it’s never what you told them!

  R: I even read in the paper that Grace had been out for a long time.

  A: I thought I read that. I don’t know the girl.

  R: I heard from people who still work for Kristin that is not true, that she was still there.

  A: I know they’re looking for a girl called Amanda. I don’t know who she is.

  R: I know who Amanda is. I met Amanda in the summer of 2006. When Kristin was expanding Philadelphia, she needed someone to run Philadelphia when she wasn’t there. So she found this girl Amanda. Kristin and I went down for the weekend to kind of hang out and have drinks.

  A: I wouldn’t want to be Amanda. There’s a manhunt for her.

  R: She’s a highlighted blonde. Shoulder-length hair. Probably about five-six. Working girl. Cute but not drop-dead gorgeous. The very last call that I did for Kristin, she actually was on the call. So she kind of migrated from running Philadelphia to doing some work in New York. I don’t know if she went back to that.

  A: She was supposed to be running a lot of the operation.

  R: There’s Beth and there’s Lucy. Where did Lucy go? Why is Lucy’s name not out there? I haven’t figured that one out.

  A: It is. I saw it in the newspaper a couple of days ago. It was in the Post. They didn’t say the name Lucy; they just had the name of her agency. Off the record, because the media doesn’t know this, she changed the name of her agency.

  R: I think Lucy is the scary one.

  A: Why?

  R: Because she knew too much information. I don’t think she was just a booker. I think she was, like, Kristin’s partner. . . . There’s no way she had the kind of money to start that business.

  A: Jason Itzler says he booked her. I can’t even see him hiring her. She’s . . . not to get too personal, but she’s really creepy. I thought it was a guy they were showing pictures of. I really thought it was a guy.

  R: Everybody is saying that.

  A: She’s really a woman, right?

  R: Oh, yeah.

  A: The only reason I ask that is cause she really looks like a man.

  R: She goes for a lot of types of service, and I mean a lot of plastic surgery. I’ve seen her boobs, because she’s changed in front of me, but I’ve never seen her crotch. Maybe I’m wrong, but I find it hard to believe that she’s not a woman.

  A: I’ll keep in touch with my source at the paper. And I’ll ask them to keep an eye on Laura [Italiano]. My friend at the Post owes me a lot of favors. I think they would kick something out if I said it was a personal favor. I’ve known her for fourteen years. My daughter is an intern down at the newspaper this summer. Doing it for summer credit. She’s seventeen; she’s going to be eighteen. She’s either going to be there or at the other paper, the New York Observer. I’m not sure. Whatever would be best for her résumé. But she doesn’t get paid to work there. She works there just for the credit. They let her go out in the field with the reporters. She can be in the office for four or five weeks. Every summer they invite four or five kids. Believe it or not, my daughter wants to do media, journalism.

  Since I had a lot of connections, I was able, before any of this came up, to [arrange it]. They owed me a couple of big favors. I’m not the type of person who would turn over information that would hurt people. I wouldn’t do that. But if they asked me “What do you know about this agency?” I’d say, well, not so great as they used to be. I try to be, how would you say, diplomatic. Because I know what it’s like to be [in] the industry and be on both sides of the fence. I don’t know Kristin. There’s nothing I can ever say about her. But if they were to call me and ask me about a couple of other motherfuckers, like Ja
son Itzler, you’re not kidding I gave out that information, and I fucking let him know I gave it too. Because I didn’t care. He was a motherfucker. You know that Jason Itzler character, right?

  R: Oh, yeah. Everybody does.

  A: He’s scary. He’s claiming that Kristin worked for him as the rock-star groupie escort.

  R: Jason gets drunk and makes stupid comments. I don’t think that . . .

  A: No, he said it on national television.

  R: He did not!

  A: He did. He was on The View two days ago. He was on Howard Stern. On Geraldo. Geraldo was ripping him apart. Whoopi Goldberg was ripping him apart. Every single media channel known to man. He was on 20/20. He was talking about Ashley Dupré, who worked under the name of Victoria, and he said that she had the best pussy in town. He actually said that on Howard Stern.

  Jason actually was close with two guys who had been cops. One of the guys had a friend who was the desk sergeant at Manhattan South who did all the busts for prostitution on the task force. So Jason would get girls—hypothetically, like Julie, I’m just giving you a name, who worked for multiple agencies. He’d befriend her, make her feel like she was really special to him, go shopping and buy her shoes. Treat her like she was his superstar. Then he would pump her for information. The girls would end up giving him credit card slips, the private phone numbers for the agencies, the setup for how it’s done, how the apartments are set up. That motherfucker would put it all together and then hand it to that cop friend. His friend would come in, blow coke, and see a couple of girls for free, take the information and give it to the desk sergeant at the task force.

  The next thing you know, remember Jeannine from American Beauty? Jet from Tower? All these people got taken down because of Jason Itzler. He went through the whole industry. He tried this shit with me. But I knew from an insider what was going down.

  I have an ex-boyfriend. He’s someone nobody fucks with. Get my drift? He’s the guy who, you hear his name, no matter who you are . . . Put it this way, he was at Gotti’s funeral. He dated Victoria Gotti. He’s one of the most well-known guys . . .