Girl Meets Paris

Ch.9 Escape, kinda

Inside the hotel, Marc entered the lobby and saw Mr. Matthews walking around as if he was looking for someone.

"Mr. Matthews" Marc called as he went to him.

"Oh Marc" Cory said "Thank goodness you're here, have you seen Riley Maya Farkle and Lucas?"

"I was gonna ask you the same thing".

"What?"

"Maya and Farkle took off on the motorcycle without me, but when I called them Farkle said that they were in a big situation, and then I heard some yelling and then he hung up".

"Well that was weird, but what about Riley and Lucas".

"Lucas wanted to take Riley around Paris, but I thought they came back here".

"No I haven't seen them since this morning. And I tried calling them but they never answered".

"Same for me. You think something happened to them?"

"I hope not, but if they don't show up by 8:30 we need to get the police".

"Well actually it would be 20:30 by yeah I know what you mean".

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Still locked inside the closet, everyone sat on the floor thinking about what to do.

"This was not how I wanted to spend my vacation in Paris like" Maya mumbled.

"There has to be a way out" Riley said as she looked at the door handle and saw that the handle had a key hole "Hey! Maybe we can try to pick the lock, does anyone have like a paperclip or a bobby pin or something?"

"You know how to pick a lock?" Farkle asked.

"I do actually, I learned it from a movie, now give me something to pick the lock with".

"Um" everyone said as they started to look around for something to pick the lock.

"Will this piece of wire work?" Maya held up a piece of wire.

"Perfect!" Riley smiled as she took the wire and reshaped it a bit and started to pick the lock.

Pretty soon she was able to unlock the door as everyone gave a small gasp.

"It worked" Riley whispered with a smile.

She slowly opened the door and looked both ways and saw that the hall was clear. She slowly stepped out from the closet as everyone followed.

"This way" she whispered as they followed her down the hall.

They quietly walked around hoping not to run into the thieves. Soon they entered the dining room, but they then saw that some of the art thieves were in the room with their backs turned to them.

"Go back!" Riley whispered as they hid behind the wall.

But before they went the other way, they started to hear talking in the dining room. They peaked from behind the wall and watched as the rest of the art thieves including Pierre entered with the black purse.

"You have the money?" the man that took Riley and Lucas asked Pierre.

Pierre held up the purse "You got the painting?"

The man held up a black backpack. They then switched bags as Pierre opened the backpack and pulled out a small painting of the city of Paris.

"What painting is that?" Maya asked in a whisper.

"I think it's a painting of Paris" Lucas whispered.

"Well I can see why it's worth 5 million euros" Maya whispered "It's gorgeous".

"But we can't let them have it" Riley whispered "It belongs to the hotel".

"Well how are we gonna get it from them?" Farkle whispered.

"You're not" they turned around and were shocked to see the man who had taken Maya's phone standing behind them with a mad look.

"Oh it's you again" Maya said with disappointment.

The man then shoved them out and into the dining room.

"Looked who I found eavesdropping" he said as he shoved them forward.

"How did you escape?" Pierre asked them.

"Never mind that" Lucas said with a scowl "What painting is that?"

"Only the most valuable painting in this hotel".

"I can see why it's valuable" Maya said "It's beautiful".

"Isn't it?" Pierre agreed.

"And it's not yours" Riley said with confidence "It belongs in the hotel".

"Oh you little pristine girl" he chuckled as he went up to her and Lucas put her arm around her "I don't care what comes out of your fat mouth, I can do whatever I want cause you don't have control of me. And what are you gonna do about it? Oh that's right, nothing. Cause you all are just a bunch of worthless American teens. And there's nothing that can stop me. And by the time we leave this hotel, you all are gonna be dead before midnight".

Fear stuck their hearts and they felt goosebumps rising on their skin.

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Back in the lobby, it had passed 20:30.

"Ok that's it" Cory said "We need to get the police".

"I'm on it" Marc said as he pulled out his phone "I just wonder where they are?"

When the police showed up, Marc and Cory told them about the missing friends. Some of the officers went out to look for them while some stayed in the hotel.

"I really hope nothing bad happened to them" Cory said with a worried look.

"I'm sure they're ok" Marc said "But I think we should look around the hotel".

"You think they're in the hotel?"

"I don't know, I just feel like we should help look".

Cory gave a sigh "If you say so".

They then went around the hotel in search for the friends.

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In the dining room, the friends watched as Pierre talked to the other art thieves in French. They looked around and saw that they're only escape was through the door. But then everyone got an idea, they looked at each other and nodded. They waited till Pierre's back was turned to them, and then Maya ran up and kicked him in the back sending him to the floor as the painting slipped out from his hands and across the floor. At that point Lucas jabbed one of the art thieves is the ribs with his elbow as they all ran towards the door as Farkle picked up the painting.

"Get them!" Pierre ordered as the thieves went after them.

One of the thieves blocked the door and tried to grab the painting from Farkle, but he quickly threw it at Maya who caught it and ran the other direction. But then the man blocked her way and tried to grab her, but she kicked him in the groin as he clutched it and fell to the floor in pain.

"Yeah that's what you get for taking my phone away" Maya smirked as she ran as more of the thieve tried to get her.

Down in a hall, Marc and Cory walked around when they suddenly heard some yelling and thumping.

"Where's that coming from?" Cory asked.

"This way" Marc pointed as Cory followed him, wondering what was making those noises.