MERCEDES, jj maybank

72.

TYLER SAVES THE DAY

Pacing around in the church and frowning that the cross was gone wasn't helping anyone. They had to get it back somehow so they needed a plan.

JJ got up from the pew, "Here's what we'll do, we'll grab some kerosene tanks from the Chat', then we...we got to my Dad's shop and grab some dynamite and then we drive down to Charleston and tell this lady who she's messing with! Because this is some bullshit y'all!"

"That's not gonna help," Sarah crosses her arms.

"Then what is, Sarah?"

"I'm thinking, okay." John B says quietly.

Trinity who was sat on a pew with one leg up propped up, and hugged close to her chest speaks up, "They probably haven't even left for Charleston yet,"

John B nods, "And we can't just go blow shit up, JJ."

"Pope, I'm sorry." JJ looks at him,

Pope was stood at the altar, staring down, "Denmark would have stood right here...preaching to everyone he set free. A slave, the sole survivor of the Royal Merchant, he got the gold and cross and brought them both to shore and he used it to free every person who walks through those doors. He made a church, a family, a congregation, a home. And the Limbrey's took everything from him. They sicced dogs on his wife and his kids, and when he tried to get her remains, they hung him! Well, I'm done. I'm tired of that shit. That is not how this is gonna end. We need to freaking win, guys. I'm going to get my family's cross!" Pope walked past them all and opened the door, "You guys coming?"

"Well, if you put it that way," John B teases.

"Maybe we should think about it, you know," JJ follows his lead.

"Pros and cons?"

"Pros and cons list!" JJ then turns to Pope, "Hell yeah we're coming, Pope!"

The Twinkie was still there from earlier, so that's what they were all sitting inside while on the route home.

They were coming up to where Pope had crashed Charlotte's truck and there was a swarm of police surrounding it.

"Oh shit," Trinity whispered at the flashing cop lights.

"They found it,"

"Chill, chill, chill, chill," Pope shushes everyone. JJ put his hat on and John B kept on driving as normal.

Shoupe walked towards the van, "Well, lookee here."

"Good evening officer," John B says politely. "Sheriff," Quickly he corrects himself. "Speed kills, huh?"

"I pulled the tags, I know whose truck that is." Shoupe turns his flashlight into the back of the van, "There she is, hey, Trin, you drop your weed?"

Trinity picks up her blunt, "Found it."

"Sheriff, I just wanna say that this is all my fault?" Pope says. "She had nothing to do with it and I take a hundred percent responsibility,"

"Nothing to do with it? Uh-huh. You wanna try that again, he mother called the department."

Trinity was beyond shocked, "She did?" Charlotte was not in the Outer Banks, so how did that happen.

Shoupe nods, "At around four hours ago, and Kie, your parents have been trying to call you and look for you. So, girls, I'm taking you both home or I can pull you all in for leaving the scene of an accident,"