CHAPTER SEVENTY-NINE
Sheridan Judd wanted her story. Not the original one – no, her story about yesterday, the culmination of incidents of the past week. For once, a real-life drama that involved Georgie—her reporter—coincided with the magazine’s publication schedule. It would still be hot news when Champagne Musings hit the streets on Thursday.
Her editor glossed the plea with an extra twenty-four hours to file, front page guaranteed, and a bonus.
Not even tempting. Not even to report with satisfaction that Lars Agaard and a growing list of scumbag accomplices were facing charges along with the gang’s ringleaders.
Georgie would not sell out Franklin and the coppers on the raids. She wouldn’t be the journo to put Hilda under the spotlight and expose how she chose her grandson over her
