When the whole group got back. There were people surrounding the area. Someone was in a stretcher and the ambulance and cops were all standing together.
"Scooter."
"Oh my god. Scooter".
They all heard an old lady yelling.
Ophelia recognised her. Shit. Lana grubbs. The lady who helped her find John B's house. She felt her pain. Losing someone you love. It hurts the most.
"Who's that?" John b asked
"It's Scooter Grubbs. He was out during the storm.Check out this pic I got." This girl showed all of us the picture.
"Dead body." She stated the obvious.
"Insane."
"Holy shit."
"What kind of boat did he have?" JJ asked.
"Somehow, that dirtbag copped a brand-new Grady-White. Everyone's out looking for it." The girl replied.
The whole group have each other a look and rushed back to John b's house.
"Okay. So, um... we didn't see anything. We don't know anything. We need to have total and complete amnesia." Pope sighed
"Actually, Pope's right for once.
See, I agree with you sometimes.
Deny, deny, deny." JJ looked around
"Guys, we can't keep that money." Kiara told everyone.
"Okay. Not all of us can afford unlimited data plans, Kiara." JJ rolled his eyes. Both Dean and Ophelia didn't say a word. They were all in shock.
"We have to pass that off to Lana Grubbs. Otherwise, it's bad karma." Kiara scolded them.
"Bad karma to be implicated in a felony, too. We gotta go dark." Pope exclaims.
"If that means we get to keep the money, then I agree." JJ smiled at everyone.
"I don't agree." John b finally spoke
"What? Why?" JJ waved his arms around everywhere.
"Just think about it.
This is Scooter Grubbs we're talking about. Same dude that's buying individual cigarettes at the Porthole. Shit, one time I saw this dude begging for change in the Save-A-Lot parking lot because he needed gas. We're talking about a dirtbag marina rat who's never had more than 40 bucks in his pocket, and all of a sudden, he's got a Grady-White? Just sayin" John B rambled on.
"All right, so think about it, Ophelia. How does a marina rat get a Grady-White?" John B now out the attention of the girl.
"Prostitution." She shrugged.
"Yeah maybe he was a stripper" Dean added on
"Square groupers, guys. Okay, flyin under the radar, no aerial surveillance.
They don't do that stuff during a hurricane. What does that mean? JJ?" John B kept on rambling.
Ophelia and Dean however were playing with each other's fingers. They do this when they get nervous or when they don't want to talk. Maybe it was because they saw the look on Lana's face when she saw her dead husband. They didn't know.
"They were straight smugglin'. Smugglin'." JJ smiled
"And I guarantee there's a serious amount of contraband in that wreck." John b added
"Hell, yeah. Fish on!" JJ smacked his knee.
"For the record, if that is a smuggling ship with illegal contraband on the inside of it...."pope starts.
"Mm-hm?" JJ pretends he's interested.
"...it probably belongs to someone else."
"Minor details." Kiara spoke
"They could come looking for it. Taking it would be catastrophically stupid." Pope stated.
"Right. Well, stupid things have good outcomes all the time. All we need to do is figure out a way to get into the cargo hold of that wreck. Until then, we just lay low. Just act normal." JJ replied calmly.
"Right. And how exactly do we do that?" Pope asked
"Kegger?" Kiara smiled at everyone.
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{Red Roses} ~Rafe Cameron~
Fiksi PenggemarThe fact of life is that pain and pleasure reside just side by side. Just like the Roses and the Thorns, you cannot have one without the other. She craves a love that drowns oceans and burns fire. "What's your biggest dream?" "To have kids, and live...
