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𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 racing with a mix of relief and disbelief. Emotions surged within me, a whirlwind of joy, confusion, and overwhelming gratitude.
The weight of grief that had settled on my shoulders lifted in an instant, replaced by a flood of happiness that I struggled to contain.
We had decided to meet up after school outside The Wreck. Since Liv still went to the Kook Academy, Pope had gotten in contact with her and told her to meet us while I got in contact with Riley.
The Kook girl was growing on me. I think the fact that she was grieving over Sarah brought us closer together in a way.
"Kiara, I do need those setups done by five." Her mother called out to her from the window.
She hummed, "There are other people that work here."
"None of them are my children." She shot back playfully.
Pope sighed, "I feel that. On a deep emotional level, I understand that."
Olivia chuckled sarcastically, "Can't relate."
"So are we going to the Bahamas or what?" JJ asked.
Riley frowned in disbelief, "And how do you plan on getting there, J?"
"There's no way we're getting to the Bahamas." Pope laughed.
"John B will get nabbed sooner or later. So if we're gonna clear his name, we need to have done it like yesterday." Kiara spoke up with a frown.
JJ suddenly shot up from his seat eagerly, "I'll tell you how we do it."
"So you have it all planned out?" Liv asked in surprise.
He nodded in response, "We kidnap Rafe." He said so casually.
"I'm sorry, what?" The Heyward boy scoffed in disbelief.
He shrugged, "We kidnap Rafe, tie him up and stick a gun in his mouth. We just gotta wait until he starts squeaking."
I smirked, "I'm good with that."
"You know, tortures a war crime." The blonde girl informed us.
Pope nodded in agreement, "Yeah, so how do you two plan on clearing John B's name from a prison cell? Because that's a felony."
I huffed, "You just make it so complicated."
JJ sat down beside me as his arm wrapped comfortably around my shoulders, "What do you get, Pope? I was just trying to keep things simple. One stop and we're done."
"Guys, all we need is a material witness." Riley spoke up, "You guys told me you saw Ward's plane fly right over your heads with the gold inside and clearly he didn't fly it. If somebody else flew it, they were there on the tarmac and saw Peterkin get murdered. We just have to find whoever it was and get them to confess on record." She explained.
