The
Venetian Job
The
Max Books
Book
3
Sally
Gould
Genre:
Middle Grade Action & Adventure
Publisher:
Orbis Media
Date
of Publication: March 2015
ISBN:
9780994182746
ASIN:
B00QY0ACJY
Number
of pages: 108
Word
Count: approx. 20,000 words
Cover
Artist: Dane at eBook
Launch
Book
Description:
In
'Mafia Encounter', when Max is on a family holiday in Sicily, he and
Charlie notice the mafia seem to be following them. Are they related
to the mafia boss? Will they have to learn the business? Will their
lives ever be the same?
In
'The Venetian Job', Max desperately wants bad guys and action, so
he’ll have a good story to tell when he goes back to school. He and
Charlie hang out with their policeman uncle, but there doesn’t seem
to be a bad guy in Venice. Then in a Palace on the Grand Canal, Max
notices something that doesn’t make sense. Will Max get bad guys
and action after all?
Excerpt
from Chapter 3 of Mafia Encounter
Sharing
a hotel with a mafia boss – even if he was a little old man –
didn’t make me feel safe and warm inside. I could feel my stomach
doing somersaults while we waited for the elevator. I wondered if
Charlie was nervous too. He wouldn’t admit it, even if he were.
Eventually
there was a ping and the doors of the elevator opened. It was empty.
That was good. Well, it was good as long as no mafia guys got in
before we got out.
“I
think I’ll do fifty laps,” said Charlie, after the elevator doors
closed.
“What
about Marco Polo? I want to say we played Marco Polo in Italy.”
He
looked at me like I was stupid. “Marco Polo came from Venice; Italy
wasn’t a country back then.”
Trust
him to turn something fun into a history lesson. “Yeah, whatever.”
The
doors of the elevator opened and we followed the signs to the pool.
It was an indoor pool, there were three lanes and it was probably
about fifteen metres long – long enough for races. I knew as soon
as I saw it that Charlie would want to race.
At
first I didn’t see anyone in the pool, but then I noticed a figure
push off from the edge. Geez, I wanted to have the whole pool to
ourselves. Then I saw two men in black suits sitting at the side of
the pool. The bad feeling in my gut came back. At first I didn’t
recognize them because they weren’t wearing sunglasses. One of them
got up and came over to us as Charlie and me were stripping down to
our swimmers. I could barely take off my shorts, I was shaking so
much.
The
man in black was tall and he had big shoulders. He said something to
us in Italian.
Charlie
said, “Parla inglese?”
I
knew that meant, Do you speak English? I hadn’t worked out how
Charlie could say four English words in only two Italian words.
“Come
back to swim later,” ordered the man in black.
“Sure,”
I said and began to put my shorts back on. I wasn’t stupid. I knew
from school that if someone three times bigger told me to do
something, it was best to do it.
“We’re
staying at the hotel. We’re allowed to use the pool.” Charlie
folded his arms.
Was
he crazy? “We can go back to our room and watch the wrestling,” I
said to him. “Let’s go.”
The
man in black leaned toward Charlie and said very softly, “Mr.
Petruzzelli owns hotel.”
Mr.
P must’ve been Mr. Mafia in the pool. That was good enough for me.
I was out of here. If Charlie wanted to stay and get his head blown
off, that was his business. Real casual, I began to walk back toward
the elevator.
I
heard a voice behind me. “Boy! You stop!”
About
the Author:
Sally
Gould loved books from a young age, but never considered writing
them. While she was busy getting up to the mischief that teenagers
get up to, she forgot about books all together. Then total insanity
took hold and she became a corporate lawyer.
Fortunately,
she had two sons and they inspired her to write stories for children.
Of course, her oldest son is responsible, logical, studious,
considerate, grateful and even makes his bed. The youngest one is
only interested in having fun - lots of it. And, except for his
teachers, he makes everyone laugh. Their antics have inspired many of
Sally's stories. Sally lives in Melbourne, Australia with her family
and two dogs - Pebbles, who is sensible, and Jade, who just wants to
have fun.
Website:
www.sallygould.com.au
Amazon
Author Page: www.amazon.com/author/sallygould
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