This is when Amy and Dan are trying to steal the Medusa from the Uffizi.
Chapter 1
Amy whipped out her water pistol and aimed a stream of ink at the camera lens. Spinning around, she quickly blinded the others. Reaching inside her portfolio, she pulled out the fake copies of the Medusa and threw them into different directions. As she did that, Hamilton jumped at the Medusa, ready to pull it off the wall.
But before Hamilton had a chance to grab the Medusa, a figure wearing all black blocked him. Amy's first thought was that it was a guard, and she prepared to throw herself at the figure.
Before she could do anything, Amy realized that four guards were chasing the fake Medusa's. She tried to recall how many guards were in the room. There was one at each entrance and exit, so that made two. Two others were placed at corners of the room, guarding the paintings. Amy's mind raced. If there were four guards and they were all chasing the fake copies, it could only mean one thing.
The person blocking Hamilton could not be a guard.
Chapter 2
Amy rushed forward to help Hamilton. As she got closer, she could hear Hamilton and the person yelling at each other.
"Get off," the person hissed, "This is my painting you big oaf!"
Amy nearly jumped in shock. The person was a girl!
Amy firmly instructed herself to not panic. It was easier said than done. It was definitely not normal for a girl to try to steal a famous Caravaggio. Then again, Amy and Hamilton were stealing the painting now. Or at least they were trying.
Amy forced herself to concentrate on the situation at hand. She could hear Hamilton's raised voice and she knew any second now the guards would realize the Medusa was still on the wall and they would be caught. It was time for her to step in.
"Hamilton," yelled Amy, "What is going on?"
"This girl," said Hamilton, "Will not let me have our rightfully deserved painting!"
"And this bloke," said the girl, "Will not let me have my rightfully deserved painting."
"How do you deserve it?" exclaimed Hamilton, "We covered the cameras and got the three fakes!"
The girl shrugged. "All fair in art and war."
"Then this is OUR painting" said Hamilton, grabbing the painting.
"IT IS NOT!"
"Give this painting to me!"
"Shut it!" whisper-screamed Amy. She noted with satisfaction that both faces turned to look at her with surprise.
"Both of you," She whispered, "The guards are going to realize the Medusa's in the crowds are fake, and when that happens they'll come here. We need to get out of here now before they realize."
"You're right, we do need to leave. Here take these ski masks," she said, handing them two pairs of ski masks, "You," she said, gesturing to Hamilton, "Take the painting and let's go."
"But go where?" asked Amy, "We certainly won't be getting out from the doors."
"Of course not," said the girl, "quickly, come here."
Without a word, Amy and Hamilton followed. The girl led them to a window.
"What are we doing here," asked Amy.
"Don't you know?" replied the girl.
Amy was afraid she did.
"We're going to jump."