Chapter 35 : Captured

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by junktom

by junktom

JoJo let out a big sneeze, a wetsuit is designed to keep one warm in the water, but when it is wet and on land, it has an opposite effect.

That, or someone is badmouthing me! She cursed.

"I'm gonna get some more wood." Masha yawned, got up and went into the bushes.

Under the baking sun, JoJo peeled off the top half of her wetsuit, lying on the sand in her sports bra.

"So where will you go after this treasure hunt?"

"You talk like I am leaving." Chloe decided to keep her suit on.

"A, stay at the Recovery until you get kill one day, or B, become a princess and live happily ever after."

"JoJo, now is not the time!"

"Hasn't Morris taught you anything? If there's nothing you can do but wait, put your mind to something else. It will keep your morale up!"

"After all these years, you still remember." Chloe broke out a smile.

"Why not? They save your life, works better than Sun Tzu Art of War."

"I hear something..."

"About Kelly ditching Morris? Yeah, I heard that from Paige."

"No. I hear something."

JoJo sat up and looked, beyond the white waves came a fishing boat, the very same boat they used the previous night, with fenders and lines hanging off the sides, now commandeered by the unknown group who took their friends. Chloe quickly gather her gear, she has nothing but a dive knife.

"Don't bother. They're already on us." JoJo narrowed her eyes, men on the boat already had them in gun sight.

Behind the tree line, Masha cursed seeing her friends surrounded. She held a knife in one hand, a branch in the other, planning a rescue strategy, then she spotted something.

JoJo had her hands behind her back, open palm, fingers closed together.

"Stop." Masha read, then she saw Chloe doing something too, rubbing two index fingers back and forth. "Follow."

Seeing JoJo and Chloe taken to the boat, Masha ran behind the rocks, cutting the distance as the boat making its turn. Waited for the right moment, she dove into sea and swam under, caught a line towing from the stern, climbed up to one of the fenders, holding on as the boat rode away.