Deadly Encounters of the Wizard Kind by Joyce Kelly

Deadly Encounters of the Wizard Kind by Joyce Kelly

Author:Joyce Kelly [Kelly, Joyce]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-04-11T22:00:00+00:00


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By seven, Grandma had still not returned from her road trip to Bransonberg with Gloria. I sent her a text to check in on her and finally received a reply an hour later.

Hollywood Hunks is doing an encore show tonight. Guess who got VIP passes!

I couldn’t help but laugh. Grandma was a hoot. She was never one to miss out on a Hollywood Hunks exposé, even if she’d already seen it before.

Just be careful who you VIP with! I replied.

I’m old enough to VIP with whomever I want, dear. Love you xx

I glanced in the mirror to check my wardrobe. I planned to go to the Sandy Beach Motel to search for Clayton, but if I was going to keep his guard down and get him to talk to me, I had to dress in appropriate clothing. That meant a nice dress that was teasing but not trashy. I wasn’t sure I had achieved that.

“Oh, my!” Cindy said as she entered the room, Amy on her heels. “Looks like someone needs fashion advice again.” She threw a duffel bag on the bed.

“What’re you doing here?”

She laughed. “Simon explained what you’re planning, and I knew that if I left it up to you, you’d be less…impressive. Sorry, but it’s true and you know it.”

I sighed because she was right. If anyone knew how to look provocative, it was Cindy.

“I love doing this!” Amy said, clapping her hands together.

Too bad she isn’t this excited when Cindy and I suggest doing the same for her, I thought. But I kept it to myself. There was no need to ruffle feathers now.

“Okay, so you’re meeting this guy at the motel, right?” Cindy asked as she rummaged through the bag.

“Yes. He’s been warned to not talk to me, so I need to visually attract him so I can get him to spill the beans.”

“I’m thinking minidress,” Amy said as she pulled out an article of clothing that weighed all of five ounces. “Let the guy drool all over you. Oh, and high pump heels. You would look the part.” For a woman who preferred denim skirts and hand-sewn dresses, she sure enjoyed making me look sleazy.

“What part?” I demanded. “Call girl?”

Cindy, however, looked at each item as she placed them on the bed. “You said this guy can be easily influenced by women?”

“It seems so,” I replied. “Though there are mostly kids at these events, I think the adults use it as an excuse to hook up with each other. They get time alone, and the kids get to have fun doing what they love.” When both women turned to stare at me, I shrugged. “Just an observation.”

“So, we need power,” Cindy mumbled. “Something that screams, ‘I’m in charge’.” She selected a pair of jeans with rips down the front. “Throw these on and see if they fit.”

I narrowed my eyes at her. “What do you mean ‘if they fit’?” I demanded as I grabbed them out of her hands. “We’re the same size. We’ve shared clothes since junior high.



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