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It turns out the plan to report the lost boat was a complete bust. As soon as they tried to talk to the coast guard they brushed them off as they were nothing. Esme even tried yelling at them in Spanish.
"Listen to us! Nosotros encontramos algo!" Esme yelled. These two people were arguing with a cop about some dog with diabetes making Esme want to slap the hell out of the both of them.
"Hey! Calm down!" The cop yelled at Esme making her flinch back. Esme tried to steal a walk-ie talkie on the desk but John B snatched it out of her hand and they walked outside.
"Well that went well." Pope sarcastically commented.
"Totally." Esme muttered as a reply.
"So what's the plan?" Jj asked.
"I know how we're gonna find the guy who owns the boat." Esme crossed her arms over her chest and raised a brow. This plan sounded like the dumbest thing ever. But hey, she was a sucker for adventure.
"We don't know whose room that is. It could be anyone."
"I'm in." Jj stated.
"Come on. I'll be lookout."
"Not me. I want adventure." Esme said in a spooky voice waving her fingers in front of Popes face.
"Finders fee. Just saying. And hey, at least you'll only be an accomplice." John B shrugged making Esme smirk.
"Come on amor." Esme patted his chest and Pope had no choice but to follow his crush and friends on the boat. Esme hopped on the boat with the help of Pope and they were off.
Esme sucked in a breath when the boat pulled up to the motel. Jj whistled and just had to get his comment in.
"I thought the chateau looked bad." He commented.
"This place is a shit show." John B added.
"Motel or meth lab?" Kie asked.
"Well I know I'm booking a hotel room here soon." Esme commented. No one seemed to have caught onto what she meant expect for Pope who sent her a look of concern before quickly looking away from her.
"Doesn't look like a place somebody with a Grady-White stays."
"You kidding? This looks like a place someone with a Grady-White would get killed." Esme laughed. Jj mocked the boat being parked and Esme snorted before she jumped off the boat and onto the grass.
"Ew! This grass is all soggy!" Esme complained as her slippers hit the ground. "Well yeah, we did just kind of have a storm." Pope dryly said causing Esme to glare at him. She hopped off the boat to join Jj and John B when both of them protested.
