The Hidden Bodies of Sun Valley

Chapter Twelve

Quincey was pacing back and forth, constantly going outside to see if he could spot Bo in the lake.

The darkness stretched too far out on the water to even see anything.

This frustrated him, all he wanted was to make sure Bo was okay. He would never forgive himself if anything happened to him.

Bo's stomach was in knots as he drove the jet ski over the lake. The warm water misted against his skin as he pushed the jet ski to go full speed.

He had to get across this lake to get help for the others. He wouldn't let Grant hurt anyone else he loved. Especially not Quincey, he wanted to have a long and happy life with him. This wasn't going to be cut short by some crazy murderer.

As Bo proceeded across the water, he started to feel some push back from the jet ski. At first, he thought he might have just hit something in the water and didn't think too much of it.

It wasn't until he had made it halfway into the lake that he started to notice he was slowing down.

"No, no, no, no!" Bo screamed out loud.

"You fucking piece of shit! Please, you have to keep working!" Bo slapped his hand against the side of the jet ski and willed it to work.

Bo was starting to freak out. But he hadn't come this far just to quit. No, he would just have to swim it. That's why he had volunteered in the first place. He could do it, it would be just like swimming in a swim meet.

He took a deep breath as he swung his leg over to the opposite side of the jet ski and jumped in. The water was warm which was a plus for Bo.

He took another deep breath and began his journey to the other side of the lake. He wouldn't stop until he found help.

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Iris and Giovanna were still sitting in the kitchen while Leo's body was covered with blankets.

Giovanna didn't want to stray too far from his body, always sitting close by. She didn't want to imagine a life without him; even if they've only known each other for a few weeks — their time together was intimate.

"I really felt bad that I threw Quincey's keys," Iris began as she opened the fridge to find the food starting to spoil. "Is there anything edible in this house?" Iris said bitterly.

"Leo..." Giovanna hesitated at saying his name. "Leo had everything in the snack cabinet." She pointed to the cupboard on the left, glancing at his covered body.

"Milano cookies, goldfish, welch fruit snacks, cheez-its, and so much more," Giovanna couldn't help but laugh at Leo's choice of cravings. "He even had a candy drawer to your right — kit-kats, swedish-fish, twixs, and nerds."

Iris weakly smiled at Giovanna, pulling her in for a hug.

"I'm so sorry for everything I said about Leo," Iris looked over at his figure. "At least he has a great snack drawer."

Giovanna laughed quietly with restraint.

"He was a one of a kind man, he was great in bed."

Both girls started giggling, holding each other close.

"Do you think I should go look for his keys? Isn't your survival kit in the house, what did you have in it?" Iris asked questionably, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

"You're so smart!" Giovanna exclaimed. "From what I remember it had a crank radio, phone charger, flashlight, fire starter pack, 100 piece first aid kit, emergency blanket, and a water filtration bottle... I left it all in Nick's car."