The
Venetian Job
The
Max Books
Book
3
Sally
Gould
Genre: Middle
Grade Action & Adventure
Publisher: Orbis Media
Date of
Publication: March 2015
Number of
pages: 108
Word Count:
approx. 20,000 words
Cover Artist: Dane at eBook
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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?
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Excerpt
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.
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!”
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.
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