treated Tammy and Layla as he would his sisters, tolerantly amused by the ups and downs of their love life.
Luckily, he didn’t treat Georgie anything like a sister.
Georgie wrenched her mind back to the case in hand.
“Now that we’re all here,” she said, “I am officially calling a meeting of the CBI team.”
“Ah,” Scott said. He turned his full attention on her.
“Hooray!” Layla wriggled with anticipation. “The Crystal Ball Investigation Team rides again! It’s been nearly two months. I was beginning to think that Jerry’s abduction might have been our last case.”
“It came all too close,” said Georgie feelingly, “for all the wrong reasons. But anyway…I’ve just done a reading for Jaxx. Since it was on camera, I haven’t told Jaxx all that I picked up. We need to decide what to do.”
She filled them in on her visions of the figure being pursued, the house on the cliff, the red car and Jaxx staring into the lake. “After that, it changed,” she said. “I picked up on Jaxx taking part in Dancing With the Stars …and then it all faded, and I got this horrible feeling that this was only a possible future. That if I didn’t figure out what the first stuff meant, then Jaxx would never make it as far as winning any dancing trophy.” She drew in a deep breath. “I wish I wasn’t quite so sure about that.”
“Hmm. So that’s where the tango dancing thing came from,” said Tammy.
“I think so. She was tossing up whether she had time. Now she knows she’d get through to the finals, she’s keen.” Georgie sat back, and threw her arms open wide. “So there you have it, guys. The usual sorts of clues that come from a crystal ball reading—a few vague hints; nothing much we can actually use. So where do we start?”
Chapter 4
The burning question was whether they should tell Jaxx. She was such a wild card—she was just as likely to grab Seth and turn it all into a dramatic piece to camera, which might simply result in whoever was after her biding their time until the heat was off. In the end, they decided it would be best to watch her like a hawk and follow the clues.
The only thing that had made any sense so far was the red car. The image that had flicked through Georgie’s mind looked very much like the bullet-shaped hatchback that Jaxx was driving now.
“The good news is that we’ve all got an excellent way of keeping an eye on her,” Georgie pointed out. “We’re all featured in various segments of the show, so one of us could be around her most of the time. And even if we’re not, I can plan to be in the background when she’s interviewing other members of the family—just showing interest. The bad news is that there are only a few days left of the shoot. We need to figure this out quickly.” She looked at Scott. “When are you due to start that job in Virginia?”
“I’ll have to head off at the weekend.”
“So you’ll be around until the film crew depart,” Georgie said, pleased. She always felt better when Scott was close at hand. “Let’s hope we can figure out what’s going on by then.”
Tammy spoke up. “Should we tell Jerry? Then he can stay on the alert when she’s shooting the wrap-up segment with him.”
“That’s a good idea.” Not so far in the past, Georgie would have said a firm ‘no’ to that idea, but after having to be rescued himself, Jerry was no longer skeptical about crystal ball readings. “If there’s one thing that Jerry’s good at, it’s keeping things close to his chest. Nobody would realize that he’s doing anything but performing for the cameras. He doesn’t miss much.”
“I’ll hang around when she’s filming Jerry,” Tammy said, grinning. “The jealous almost-fiancée. I can play that one perfectly.”
“I have another idea.” Layla twisted one curl around her finger, looking slightly pink. “Um, the cameraman. Seth. Now that he has invited me to contact him…I could follow up on that. You know,