The Search Part 2

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The main deck was fully deserted now. Nothing made noise besides Vanessa and me. We stomped around on the floor boards making loud clop clop noises.

"There's no trace of them. Should we check somewhere else?" I asked Vanessa.

"Yeah. Where should we look next?"

"How about our hotel rooms?"

"Okay sounds good."

We walked around the corridor and into the three hotel rooms. Still no one.

"Tessa! Tiffany! Matthew! Jackson! Jonathan!" I barked each of their names specifically.

"Who's Jonathan?" Asked Vanessa.

"Oh sorry. I forgot to tell you who Jonathan was. He's my husband."

"What does he look like?"

"Um, dark brown hair. Hazel eyes like mine. He's also 6 ft. 5 if that helps anything."

"Oh, I see why you were interested yen you first started dating him."

"Oh whatever."

"I'm just kidding! I'm just kidding." She protested.

We continued our search.

"Hey, here's Tessa's wallet," I said, " she never goes anywhere without it. Well, anywhere besides the pool. She and Tiffany asked me for money there."

"Then she must've probably been in a hurry wherever she went."

"But that's the question. Where could she be going in a hurry?"

"I don't know, but we do have a small clue now."

We hurried back to the main deck, clutching the wallet in both of our hands.

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