𝙼𝚈 𝙱𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂𝚆𝙴𝙴𝚃 𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙳𝙴𝙶𝚈 | {𝐑.𝐂}

2 | 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙿𝙻𝙰𝙽

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At John B's house

"How did he even find out about this plan?!" Jj inquires angrily. You guys all just stare at the ground, waiting for someone to respond. "It's Rafe, he finds out everything and can't seem to stay out of trouble." Sarah elucidates. "Wait a second, y/n. Did he say anything about what he'd do if we managed to succeed?" John B inquires.

Your bruised neck was exposed as you gazed up at John B. "No, he just told me I'm dead; not all of us, just me". You explained to the brown-haired teenager.

"If he puts one finger on you, y/n!" Jj exclaims irrationally. "We're not doing anything! This strategy is going to fail! Killing is simply not an option for us! I know he took my family's cross, but we just can't do it!" Pope goes on a rant to all of the other pogues in the room.

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John B stares at Jj before returning his gaze to Pope. "Are you serious, Pope, about allowing them to take everything away from us?" John B inquires of the boy. "Dude, killing Ward isn't the best option if it involves possibly getting caught, okay?" Pope clarifies.

As Pope finished his sentence, you leapt to your feet. " He is correct." You make an attempt to explain things to the pogues. "Guys, I mean, come on. Do you believe Sarah genuinely wants to be a part of the assassination of her own father?" You inquire of them. "If Rafe finds out, we'll most certainly be arrested, and then we're all completely f*cked." You say it without understanding the anger in your voice.
All of them are stunned, as if they have no idea what was going through your head at the time. The truth is, you were afraid of Rafe Cameron. You've known what he was capable of when you were junior year friends.

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You tried to relax by going outside for some fresh air. You tell yourself, "He knows, and I know he knows." When you saw Rafe today, you could tell he had changed. For the longest time, you were strangers, and now it's almost as if he's your deadliest enemy.

As you were contemplating, you heard the door slam shut and realized it was Pope standing next you. "Perhaps we don't have to be the ones to murder him." Pope enquires. "What?" you ask as you glance up at him, perplexed. "We'll hire someone to shoot him off if we receive the gold." Pope speaks softly.

"Pope, f*cking hell!" You indicate that you are stressed out. "Listen, listen to me, y/n, we'll discover the gold wherever it is." Pope explains the situation. "How do you think we can do that?" You have inquired. "I mean, if we go to Guadaloupe, as they said. The gold and the cross will be there!" Pope explains the situation.

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"How will we travel to Guadaloupe?" You have inquired. "Now that we know Ward is in Guadaloupe, how will they discover out we hired a hitman to assassinate him?" Pope explains things in a logical manner. "How will we receive the Tresure if Ward is present?" You asked in a tense manner. "They stashed it in the ship's cargo hold, and it's most likely in a safe somewhere in their residence towards the Island Ward's hiding!" He clarifies. "Wow, that'd be a big damn safe." The concept makes you laugh. "This isn't the end of the journey for us." Pope says. You shout from afar as Pope begins to walk back into the home. "Wait, how are we going to get there?" You yelled. "We're going to find it out sooner or later!" He responds with a yell.

Few hours later

You arrived at your house, which no longer seemed like a home to you. On Figure 8, Topper was most likely inebriated at some random party. You brush your hands across your face, attempting to relieve the stress that has built up in your head. As you stepped up onto your porch, you recognized a familiar voice. "It seems someone has finally decided to show." The blue-eyed man snickered. "Rafe?" you exclaim, terrified.

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Authors note: I hope enjoyed chapter 2, new people will most likely start to show up. However, the scenes are not the exact same. So bare with me with this story.