Where is the love?// JJ Maybank

Chapter 8

She pulls out a Fed Ex package with the word "Bird" on the side.

"That's not gold." Pope says.

Emilie jumps out of the hole using JJ to steady herself and handed John B the package.

"Holy shit." He said. "This is from my dad."

"Code red. Code red. Square groupers! Square groupers!" JJ said as a car pulled up.

"Go." Kie said.

"It's the guys who robbed your house."

"Light!" Pope said.

"JJ your light!" Emilie whisper yelled.

"Turn your light off, man!"

"Do you think it's them?" Pope asked.

"Homie's got a gun." JJ said.

"Screw this." Kie said grabbing Emilie and running to the gate.

"Guys, I'm stuck." Pope said.

"Pope, come on!" JJ yelled.

"I got you." Kie said.

"No. Pope, don't move, okay?" Pulling out his gun. Emilie quickly took it from him.

"You idiot, you'll kill him."

"You're gonna rip me." Pope whined as Kiara pulled him down. When she got him down his pants ripped.

"Pope, come on!" John B yelled.

"It's a little Tootsie Roll." JJ said.

"Get in! Stupid!" Emilie yells.

They arrived at the Chateau and JJ started making a peanut butter sandwich with mouldy bread.

"That bread had mold on it three days ago." Pope stated.

"I'll just pull off the bad parts. Plus, mold is good for you. It's just a natural organism." JJ told him.

"Grody" Emilie said walking over to the table.

"JJ!" Kiara calls.

"Yup, yup, yup! Hot damn! Let's do it."

He takes a bit of his sandwich and gags.

"Holy shit." John B says pulling a map out of the envelope.

"Oh. X marks the spot." Pope says.

"Wait, there's something else in there."

"What's that?" JJ asks.

"It's a tape recorder." Kie tells him.

"Dumbass." Emilie says.

John B pressed play and Big John's voice echoed through the house.

"Dear Bird." His father started.

"Who's Bird?" JJ asked.

"That's what my dad called me." John B said.

"I hate to say, "I told you so," but I told you so. And you doubted your old man. I suspect at this moment, you're filled with guilt and self-loathing over our last fight, but don't kill yourself just yet, kid. I didn't expect to find the Merchant either. You were probably right to call me out. Wasn't exactly Father of the Decade. What can I say, kid? I could smell the barn. And hopefully, we're listenin' to this in our brand new sugar-shack down in Costa Rica, livin' off passive investments and pulling on permits. If not, and you find this for less than optimal reasons, well, that's what the map is for. There she is, the wreck of theMerchant. If somethin' happens to me, finish what I started. Go for the gold, kid. I love you, Bird, even if I didn't always act like it. I'll see you on the other side."