MERCEDES, jj maybank

8.

YUCATÁN ENTHUSIAST.

After the JJ had left, Trinity decided to put herself to good use and run errands for her Dad by going grocery shopping.

She got dressed in a pair of creme coloured shorts, a red cami and her trusty white vans. She headed into her bedroom, finding her keys and purse then heading straight out to the car.

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John B had just been fired from his job working for Ward Cameron, he was not having a good day and after that, he had a run-in with Sarah Cameron.

He was headed home or trying to find something - anything to take his mind off his current situation. Everyone telling you your Dad has been dead for almost a year and that you should give up trying can't feel great and it was just about it for John B.

After going on a quick sprint a black truck pulled up beside him, confused, he stayed to see who would roll down the window.

Two men who didn't look like they had anything pleasant to say.

"Times up boy." The man sitting in the passenger seat cocks a gun.

John B knew better than to see what exactly had run out of time so he darted away.

"Damn it!" The man in the passenger side jumped out and followed shortly behind him, "Don't run boy!"

The sound of an engine revving behind him was getting nearer so John B took a right into a tight ally, hopping over fences and through bushes.

Once John B thought he almost made it, preparing himself to jump onto a gate he got shocked by the live wires in the metal.

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John B steps out of the blue SUV and just stares ahead until his silence is broken by the sound of honking behind him. He thought it would just be an angry driver waiting for him to get out of the middle of the road but instead, it was Trinity in her Mercedes.

John B lightly smiles and walks around to the empty passenger seat, he sat down and shut the door as Trinity took off.

"The boys in blue? I didn't know you were that involved in crime John B." She smiles, "Where am I taking you?"

"The Chateau." John B sighed loudly.

Trinity takes her eyes off the road for a second to look at her passenger. He stared out the window with his arm propped up comfortably.

"What's wrong?"

"I gave Peterkin my Dad's compass."

"What? Why?"

"It's safer with her than with me,"

Trinity nods understanding, "I guess."

"Have you gone back to Rafe Cameron yet?"

She laughs, "Nope, but the longer I leave it the angrier he'll be when I finally do go talk to him."

John B shakes his head, "I really do not get what you see in him - I mean sure, sure it's your relationship and I respect that but a girl like you with a guy like him,"

She chuckles to herself, keeping her eyes focused on the road. "And who should a 'girl like me' really be with?"

John B looks to Trinity, scanning her hard and taking every detail, "Someone fun...like they aren't obsessed with how other people see them, someone...who knows how to make you laugh and protects you - likes to travel but not those snobby vacations too, like, Spain or France somewhere like...Brazil, or Yucatán. Someone who probably wouldn't spend more time in the mirror than you,"

Trinity laughs, "I'll let you know when I find my protective, Yucatán enthusiast,"

They pull into the driveway and it's just the two of them. "It's just me here for now,"

"Well I've nothing to do, I'll keep you company...unless you want me to go?"

John B promptly shook his head, "No no no, I don't want to be on my own right now," He steps out and waits for Trinity to catch up to him.

"I must warn you it's a mess in there,"

She places her hands on her hips, "Spring cleaning?" She offers.

"It's summer."

Trinity scowls at John B for correcting her, "Same thing!" And with that Trinity leaves him by the porch to go off and spruce up The Chateau.