in your dreams ⇒ JJ Maybank

FOUR

THE GROUP DECIDED to investigate further, and go to the motel the key they found in the boat belonged to. Caroline's interest was now peaked even more, considering it was proven to be her boat.

She hoped they wouldn't run into anyone from Figure Eight, though, because the last thing she wanted was word getting back to her parents about her hanging out with pogues. She was debating in her mind weather they would ground her for the rest of summer or just kick her out the house.

"I don't like this." Pope stated, as John B steered the boat towards the sketchy looking motel.

"Relax, we're not gonna get caught." said John B.

"And if we do?"

"Then at least you'll only be an accomplice." He shrugged, Pope shaking his head in disapproval.

As the entire motel came into view, it was clear the place was going to need extra attention, hurricane repair-wise. JJ let out a whistle at the sight. "And I thought the chateau looked bad."

"This place is a shitshow." John B and JJ stated the obvious.

"Motel or meth lab?" Kiara mused.

"You be the Judge."

"Doesn't look like a place someone with a Grady-White stays." John B looked to Caroline, and she looked the other direction in response.

"Look, we don't know anything for sure other than that it's my dad's boat." she defended. "It's possible someone stole it or something."

"Looks like the type of place someone with a Grady-White would get killed." joked Pope.

"Well, I guess we're about to get some answers." John B pulled the boat closer to the shore.

"This is your captain speaking. HMS pogue comin' in for landing." JJ mumbled into his hand, making it sound like a radio, then leaping over the bow, and onto the shore, tying the boat off.

"We good?"

"Yeah we're good." the blonde confirmed.

"Alright, here goes nothing." John B stood to get out.

"Hey," Pope stopped him.

"Yeah?"

"Don't let him do anything stupid." He gestured towards JJ.

"Oh we will." assured JJ, expression serious.

"You know I can't make any promises." John B turned back to Pope.

"Yeah, I know." he sighed in disappointment.

"Be careful." Kiara grabbed John B's arm, turning him to face her, "I mean it."

"Yeah..." he breathed, a smile slowly creeping onto his face, JJ eyeing them both.

"Where's the key?" John B then turned to Caroline.

The girl played with it in her fingers standing up. "I'm coming with."

"The hell you are." Kiara interjected, "There's only room for one wild card in this operation, and that's JJ. For everyone's safety, stay in the boat with me and Pope."

"God, do you ever shut up?" Caroline snapped.

"Oh, here we go." John B sighed, slightly annoyed.

"I'm gonna do whatever I want. In case you haven't noticed, you don't control me-"

"No, but you're more unpredictable than even JJ, which is saying a lot." Kiara cut her off, "You're not one of us, you're only here because for some odd reason it's your boat we magically found."