✲ .｡ ﾟ ﾟ｡. ✲ ❛ THE PHANTOM ❜ ✲ .｡ ﾟ ﾟ｡. ✲ S 01 E 10
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After the drive, which consisted of minimal talking and a quick pass by with the search squadron, we arrived at the dock where The Phantom was kept. JJ rolled open the door to the huge warehouse, grunting as the door finally rolled out of the way.
"There she be," He sighed. "Hey, girl."
"Okay, buddy, stop flirting with the boat," I commented lightly, following Kie inside. The blonde pulled the tarp the rest of the way of, revealing the entire boat.
"A 1983 formula 402 SR1. The Phantom," He clicked his tongue, looking over at us.
"Mhm."
"The first boat to make the run to Bermuda in under 16 hours, Kie," I mimicked the proud voice that the boy always used when talking about the boat. "It's legendary ."
"Forty years old! Forty. And still, the fastest thing that Kildare's ever seen."
"It's kind of a junker," The brunette girl shrugged, causing me to turn to her.
"Okay, now, what we aren't going to do is lie," I stepped over to the boat, tapping its side. "It's a beautiful boat."
"Really? She's right there Kie. She can hear you," The blonde sounded ten times more offended than I did. It was comedic. "Let's just put it this way. You would not be smoking weed right now if she never existed, okay?"
"That's a bit of a stretch, babe," I snorted, only to be met with a glare.
"I just hope it runs."
"Oh no, she'll run alright. She's faster than any of them cutters those boys in blue've got," He started unlatching the brakes on the cart that the boat was set on when the revving of a motorbike engine appeared outside of the warehouse.
"Pope! Finally," Kie sighed, hopping over to the blonde's other side. I followed after her, only to be met with Rafe Cameron as we rounded the other side of the boat. My heart dropped through my stomach as he walked closer, crowding our space.
"Hey there! What's goin' on? JJ," The oldest of the Cameron kids said, his jaw set and his eyes flared with anger. "How you guys doing?"
He hollered and lifted himself onto the phantom as another person whistled, our heads turning and being met with Barry.
