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𝘚𝘺𝘭𝘷𝘪𝘦'𝘴 𝘗𝘖𝘝

We slowly approach the rundown motel and JJ whistles lowly as I cringe at the state of the place.

"I thought the chateau looked bad" The blonde comments.

"This place is a shitshow" John B agrees.

"Motel or meth lab?" Kiara asks sarcastically.

"You be the judge" Pope replies.

"Forget about Agatha, it looks like a bomb hit this place" I grimace.

"Doesn't look like the type of place somebody with a Grady White stays" John B declares.

"No. Looks like the type of place someone with a Grady White would get killed" Pope retorts.

"Or the type of place someone with a Grady White would bring a prostitute" I add with a shrug and the two boys give me weird looks.

"All right. Here we go" John B says.

"This is your captain speaking. HMS Pogue comin in for landing" JJ announces, cupping his mouth like a speaker.

We reach the riverbank and JJ hops off the front of the boat, tying up the rope.

"We good?" John B asks.

"Yeah, we good" JJ answers.

"All right. Here goes nothin'" John B mutters.

"Hey" Pope speaks up.

"Yeah?" John B asks.

"Don't let him do anything stupid" Pope warns him, pointing at JJ.

"Oh, we will" JJ nods.

"I'm not making promises" John B replies.

"Yeah, I know" Pope huffs.

"Uh, be careful. I mean it" Kiara tells John B and I study the two, confused at their sudden closeness.

"Yeah" John B chuckles.

"Let's go" He adds, slapping JJ's arm.

"Wait for me!" I perk up, jumping off the boat and onto the grassy bank.

"You're not coming, angel" JJ states and I scoff, putting my hand on his chest and shoving him out my way.

"Watch me, hot stuff" I reply, sauntering past him.

I walk ahead of the boys and they catch up with me as we enter the motel grounds.

"Why are all these mattresses out here?" John B asks.

"After a hurricane, they ditch em cause they're all mouldy" JJ answers.