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John B explained what happened on the landing strip. He tried to leave with Sarah when Sheriff Peterkin showed up to arrest Ward for Big John's murder.
What JB told them next explained his blood-covered hands.
Before Peterkin could arrest Ward, Rafe, who seemingly appeared out of nowhere, shot her. John B tried to stop the bleeding but Rafe targeted him next. He barely got away with his life.
The Pogues had regrouped, borrowing Kie's car since the Twinkie was abandoned on the runway.
It was dark by the time they'd arrived at their destination.
"John B, what are we doing at the police station?" JJ asked the question everyone had.
"Somebody's gotta tell them what happened," he replied somberly.
Kie turned on the lights in the car as Wyatt heard coughing from the backseat. Her and Kie both turned to see who it was, only to find Pope holding his first joint.
"Easy there, chief," JJ said from the very back. "Damn."
Under different, less dismal circumstances, Wyatt might've been proud.
JJ leaned forward, putting a hand on John B's shoulder. "All right, I'm just gonna be real with you right now. You might end up in the lion's den but you don't go there on purpose."
Wyatt quirked her head. "He's got a point."
He nodded. "See? It's fundamental. Just like my old man always told me, you should never ever trust cops, no matter what the circumstance is."
"Your old man's an abusive liar," Kie rolled her eyes and Wyatt grimaced. She had a point, too.
"I agree with JJ," Pope was shaking slightly. "Fuck the police."
Wyatt's eyebrows rose as she bit her lip to hold back a smirk.
"Yeah, you goin' to the dark side now?" Kie asked.
"When's the last time the police ever helped us?"
"Peterkin looked out for me, all right?" John B spat. "Tried to, at least. They need to know."
The car was silent, but Wyatt saw the subtle nod from Kie that told John B to at least try. He stepped out without another word, closing the door behind him.
