In Good Hands: Book 5 Georgie B. Goode Gypsy Caravan Cozy Mystery Read Online Free Page A

act like a kind of groupie and hang around wherever he’s filming. I mean, I’ve embarrassed myself enough already, so I might as well act like a total fool…at least he’ll be gone a few days.”
    “Only one thing wrong with that,” Tammy said. “What if he’s really nice and you don’t want him to think you’re an idiot?”
    “After we’ve solved it I could come clean,” Layla pointed out. “Tell him I was undercover. Then he’ll be impressed by my cleverness and he’ll be in hot pursuit.”
    “Women,” Scott muttered, shaking his head. “What chance does a guy have?”
    “Good,” Georgie said, pleased. “That’s got it covered. Jerry and Tammy can tag-team her, Layla can make calf’s eyes at Seth, I’ll try to be there when she’s with family, Scott can keep an eye on her RV and…” she tilted an eyebrow at him, “…maybe follow her when she goes off in her car? That car seemed to figure largely in the crystal ball.”
    “Sounds good to me. Any excuse to follow the voluptuous Ms. Saxby around.” He anticipated Georgie’s half-hearted kick and moved his ankle out of the way first. “I might ask my mother to do a reading too.”
    “I was going to suggest that,” Georgie said. “It was her reading that pointed us to the right part of Kentucky to rescue Jerry.” Happy with their plans so far, she poured herself another cup of tea. “Hey, we’re more organized than ever before. As long as her stalker, or whatever, hasn’t murdered Jaxx while we’re sitting here talking, we’ve got her covered.”
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    Twenty minutes later, Jaxx came roaring in through RV Empire gateway, sending a group of prospective customers scattering before her. She pulled up next to them and slid out of the car in one sinuous, practiced movement, all legs and high heels. Grinning broadly, she gave a cheerful wave.
    Georgie frowned at her. “Jaxx, you have to slow down when you come through that gate. We’ve got customers wandering around all day long. Didn’t you see the speed signs? And you should drive around to the car park.”
    “Sorry,” Jaxx said airily, leaving her car right where it was. “Georgie, I have the most stupendous idea!” She dragged a camp chair from the display in front of the next-door vintage trailer and joined their circle, crossing her knees so her short skirt rode up to mid-thigh. She might as well have been clad in a handkerchief.
    Georgie flicked a glance at Scott, but he plainly knew better than to be caught studying Jaxx Saxby’s attributes. He was carefully examining the polka dots on his luncheon plate.
    “An idea,” Georgie said with trepidation.
    “A stupendous idea,” Jaxx corrected her. “You’ve seen John Edward’s Crossing Over, right? I mean, with being able to see the future in a crystal ball, you’re in the same business. He sees things other people can’t. You see things other people can’t.”
    “I’m in the RV business. I sell gypsy caravans and vintage trailers. I don’t think he does that.”
    “Well, yes, but that’s not your real business. You’re an eighth generation gypsy. Fortune-telling is your destiny!”
    “No it’s not,” Georgie said, her jaw tilting just a little. She glanced at the group of customers who had gathered to watch, some of them pointing at Jaxx. Damn it. They could probably hear what Jaxx was saying; she didn’t know what it was to speak at a normal volume. “It’s a sideline.”
    “I know you feel you have to say that.” Jaxx winked at her, an action that looked rudely suggestive with her fake eyelashes and bee-stung lips and miles of flesh on display. “To abide by county laws and stuff. But really, you’ve got the Sight. That’s what your grandma told me, that she’s passed it on to you.”
    Damn Rosa. How much had she shared with Jaxx Saxby? “She’s my great- grandmother.”
    “Grandmother, great-grandmother.” Jaxx waved aside such minor considerations. “Anyway, the point is, I can build a whole