To murder or to escape (2) DRAFT

Chapter 11

This book is on hold for a while after this chapter. I wrote this chapter to dedicate it to footymoo because she has literally been reading it right through and I thank her for her support.

Jaz's POV

My stomach was quite sore while at the airport. I took the pain killers I had been prescribed by my doctor. They didn't help that much but they certainly made a difference.

We quickly booked a flight that was heading to Venice. It was scheduled for an hour later. With an hour to kill we went shopping for some clothes that weren't ripped or filthy. I grabbed some trackies and a singlet. My jacket was fine so I didn't bother getting a new one.

It wasn't long before we were on the plane heading for Venice. Looking out the window we could see the clouds floating alongside the plane. They were cute little things to watch.

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Maddy's POV

After a few days we had landed in Venice. Looking around we saw there were areas you could walk but mostly you travelled on gondolas. Little boats you rode on instead of taking a taxi.

I look over at a very pale dr jones. Boats. A touchy subject for us.

"It'll be ok." I tell her. She's still pale and hasn't said anything.

"Shall we find a hotel?" Jaz asked. I nod and dr jones just numbly follows us.

"Boats. Boats. Of course it's boats." Dr jones says really feeling the phobia now.

After a while we finally found a hotel that had an open room. We didn't hesitate renting it out.

"K Guys, where exactly is the chest?" dr jones asked.

"Amy said it was at the bottom of the lake in a chest." I mumble.

"Helpful." Jaz sighed.

"Tell me about it." I reply. "So we basically have to scuba dive and swim through the water hoping to find a chest that might not even be here?" I add.

"That sounds about right." Jaz laughed.

"Where are we going to get scuba gear?" dr jones asked. I shrugged. Jaz took out her phone.

"What are you doing?" I asked her annoyed.

"Googling scuba places in Venice what do you think?" she snaps back. I hold my hands up in surrender and take a few steps back.

"If looks could kill." I mumbled.

"Here we go!" she cried out. I didn't say anything just looked at her.

"There's one about an hour from here." She says. "Who's got a lot of whatever the Italian currency is?" she adds.

"The Italian currency is euro." dr jones said like it was so obvious.

"Guys come on,we have to go find this scuba place." Jaz said. I sighed and followed her while dragging dr jones to a gondola.