CHAPTER TWENTY
Georgia ran upstairs to her room, dialing Teddy’s number on her cell phone.
“What’s up?” he answered.
She glanced down the hall then shut the door. “You know that talk show that’s supposed to interview Osana today? Well Deena Red found out I’m Anthony’s daughter and wants to interview me!” She slapped the side of her thigh. “Can you believe that?”
“What’s the big deal?”
“Maybe the fact I’m not Anthony’s real daughter?”
“So? They don’t know that.”
“I can’t go on TV and lie.” She leaned her butt against the dresser. “We’re scamming these people, Teddy. What if something I say attracts the wrong attention?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Like the damn police?” She sighed into her free hand. “I could do something that tips them off and they might investigate and—”
“You
