𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐑，𝗃𝗃 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗄

𝗍𝖾𝗇

𝐖𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 around the back of the Country Club which was the entry through the kitchen. JJ was a waiter so he had access to the building. We were here to get access to the internet since we had no power at the Cut.

"All right, keep a lookout." The blonde cocked his gun. "We're behind enemy lines." He said, referring to the Kooks.

John B pulled his car keys out of the Twinkie, "Yo, come on, man. Just put it back."

I leaned towards the two front seats, "J, are you fucking stupid?" He must be an idiot if he thought that bringing a fucking gun into a Kook hotel, was going to solve issues.

Pope jumped out of the van, standing on the outside window of where JJ sat in the front. "I predict that bringing a weapon to a four-star hotel will likely cause more problems than they solve."

John B scratched his forehead. "Thank you, Pope."

Kie stuck her head between the two front seats like I had done prior, "I swear to God, I'm gonna throw that thing in the ocean, JJ. Put it back."

After John B successfully got the gun from the boy's grip, we all headed inside the building.

We passed the kitchen quickly, The Maybank boy greeting people that he knew before we got into the computer room.

"Sweet Lord, the internet!" Pope rushed over. "I've missed you."

JJ stuffed his hands into his pockets, "Let me get in there. I gotta check out my Insta models."

I hummed, "Your favourite ones right here."

"We don't have time for that." Kiara rolled her eyes at our flirting.

"Coordinates, please?" The Heyward boy asked.

" 34° 57' 30'' north." The brunette boy read out. " 75° 55' 42'' west."

Pope typed them in onto the computer, revealing a map. "Boom, continental shelf right there."

JJ scoffed, "Well, if it's off the deep end, it's not gonna be much of a treasure hunt, is it?"

"Guys, can we hurry it up," I asked, desperately as I heard people outside. The Kooks wouldn't be so welcoming to kids like us.

John B smiled. "Shit, it's on the high side. It's only 900 feet."

"That's not too deep," JJ told us.

"Is that doable or something?" I asked, clearly confused.

"Yeah, totally doable." He confirmed.

Pope turned around. "Will we be taking your personal submarine?"

"How do you know this, Mr Dive Master?" He threw his arms up in confusion.

"The salvage yard." That is where JJ's dad, Luke Maybank worked. "They got a drone that can drop 1000. It has a 360 camera and everything. It's for, like, deep dives and stuff. It's exactly what we need."

The Routledge boy frowned. "Can your dad get his grimy little hands on that?"

"Well, my dad's grimy little hands got his ass fired." He told us. I sent him a reassuring smile, knowing the topic of his dad made him feel uneasy. "I guess the salvage captain frowns on showing up shitfaced, turns out. But the drones there. It's in the impound yard out back."

"Wait, guys!" Everyone paused. "Riley just started working there. I totally forgot."

Kiara looked at me, hope filling her eyes. "Do you think she could get it for us?"

"She should be able to." I shrugged. "How much did you say was on the Royal Merchant again."

"400 million." All the boys replied, in unison.

At the sound of all that money, we all got up to leave the hotel. Excited about what was to come next.

𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄
hi lovelies
we get to meet riley properly next chapter which i'm so excited for. she is another favourite oc of mine
xoxo