So Joe knew that it was his signature that was photographed on that contract. But he also knew another thing just as certainly.
He had never signed that contract!
Both things contradictory. Yet both things true.
Larry and Denton were watching him closely. Joe looked up and met their eyes. They were two of his oldest and warmest friends on the Giant team and had always been ready to back him through thick and thin. Confidence still was in their gaze, but with it was mixed bewilderment almost equal to Joe’s own.
Before anything further could be said, McRae and Robbie joined the group.
“Well, Joe, there’s the contract,” said McRae.
“It seems to be a contract all right,” replied Joe. “I haven’t had time to read what it says, but that doesn’t matter anyway. The only important thing is that I never signed that contract.”
“That seems to be a pretty good imitation of your signature at the bottom there,” chimed in Robbie.
“It’s even better than that,” said Joe, taking the bull by the horns. “It isn’t even an imitation. It’s my own signature.”
Both Robbie and McRae looked at him as if they thought he was crazy. 226