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

series around you and your phenomenal skills. Georgie, it will be incredible! Bigger than John Edward! We can do a series of shows in venues all around the country—”
    “Stop,” said Georgie. “The answer is no, Jaxx. Never ever. I’m not interested in doing a TV series. I’m not interested in doing shows around the country.” She waved a hand at the vintage trailers all around them with Tammy’s inspired retro settings, all colors of the rainbow. “This is my life. Vintage trailers, gypsy caravans, and my friends.”
    “Well, I understand you might have a few reservations at first,” Jaxx allowed tolerantly, flicking her hair back—a move that made her breasts jiggle in her close-fitting emerald green silk top. “The world of television is not for everyone. But look at how well you did this morning! You were brilliant! I can make you a star. I can make you lots of money. ”
    “I don’t need money. I don’t need to be a star.”
    “Everybody needs money.” Jaxx widened her eyes. “Imagine how much you could donate to the Red Cross!”
    Beside Georgie, Layla snorted, and then turned it into a coughing fit. “Sorry. Something went down the wrong way.”
    “Not for me, thanks.” Georgie decided to change the subject. “What are your plans for this afternoon, Jaxx?”
    “Oh.” Jaxx looked blank, and her brow furrowed in thought. “I think I’m interviewing another one of your family. Someone who runs the vintage trailer section here; it will follow on from the gypsy thing. Tandy? Is that her name?”
    “Might that be Tammy?” asked Tammy.
    “Tammy. That was it,” agreed Jaxx, not looking at her. “Georgie, don’t dismiss it right away. Ask me any questions you like. Really, you’ll be in good hands with our company. Look how well “From Little Things” took off!”
    Georgie looked at her, trying not to grind her teeth. The woman was like a drip on a stone. No, more like a bull at a gate. Charging ahead until she got her own way. In good hands indeed.
    “I’ll think about it,” she said, just to get Jaxx off her back. “But not right now.” She gestured at Tammy. “This is your interviewee, Tammy, right here. She’s in charge of the vintage trailer division. This whole display is her handiwork.” She swept her arm around the vintage trailer lot with its pretty trailers and coordinated outdoor settings and bright awnings. “She’s fantastic.”
    Jaxx looked at Tammy again, and then something calculating came into her eyes. “Weren’t you the one with Jerry the other day?”
    “Tango princess, that’s me,” Tammy agreed. “Would you like a lesson?”
    Jaxx drew in a deep breath, tossed her hair and re-crossed her legs, an action that had Scott bolting out of his seat and hurrying away, muttering something about agreeing to lend a hand to one of the guys at the workshop. Jaxx cast a knowing smile after him before turning her attention back to Tammy, her green eyes narrowed. “Darling Tammy, thank you for that, but my tango is excellent. As you will see when I’m on Dancing with the Stars . It’s a pity that Jerry didn’t get to see more of it before you took over.”
    “Oh well,” Tammy said nonchalantly, “feel free to try again. I do tell Jerry that he should get out more.”
    Georgie didn’t dare catch Layla’s eye. Jerry should get out more? Maybe if he could exist on two hours sleep. Desperately, she waved at Layla. “And this is Layla. She’s the head of sales on our Vintage Road Team. People fall over themselves to buy from Layla.”
    Jaxx looked at Layla, clad in her scarlet pedal pushers and candy striped top. Then her head swung towards Tammy, wearing the same outfit in buttercup yellow.
    Knowing what she was seeing, the two sent her identical innocent smiles from underneath their bandanas.
    “Are you two sisters?”
    “No,” they said together.
    “Then why are you dressed the same?”
    “Product testing,” Tammy told her. “For the designer. This is