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"Okay" John B groans as he parks the car in between two boats "You sure we're good, Cleo?"

"Yeah, man. We'll just wait here until it cools down" Cleo assures him.

"You good?" He asks Sarah who nods softly.

"Fine" She answers simply.

We all climb out of the car and make our way down the marina until we're behind a large boat. John B and Sarah take a seat together and I lean back against a large pile of crates.

"Streets is quiet. I can get you to a boat. You have somewhere you can hole up?" Cleo asks us.

"Yeah, we're gonna ride the Gulf Stream north as far as it can go. Look for some deserted island            to shell up on" John B explains and I frown, a sinking feeling settling in my chest.

No more OBX, no more Pogues, no more JJ.

"And then what? More running?" Sarah retorts.

"Sarah..." John B sighs out.

"Look, I know you don't trust the cops, but you're innocent" Sarah explains to him "I think we should go home"

"To OBX?" John B asks for confirmation.

"Yes" Sarah confirms.

"What about Ward?" John B counters.

"What about Ward?" Sarah repeats with a scoff "He's the one who should be running, not us. He said he would tell the truth if we came back. I can confront him"

"But it's not about you confronting him. He's completely untrustworthy" John B argues.

"Sure. But I'm your alibi. Trust me" Sarah pleads and Cleo whistles at the couple.

"Hello, lovebirds, we're running from the coppers right now" Cleo declares "Girl, can you walk?"

"I think so" Sarah nods.

"Okay, you got this, girl" Cleo encourages her to get to her feet before whispering to us "Come on, guys. We gotta go. Stay low"

"We gotta go" Sarah agrees as we trail behind Cleo.

"We're following your lead" John B tells the girl.

"Get low" Cleo replies in a hushed voice.

"I got you. I got you. I got you" John B says, wrapping Sarah's arm around his neck as she groans in pain.

"Is this cool?" The boy asks Cleo.

"I got an uncle who works at this marina. We're safe here. Recognise the boat?" Cleo smiles at us, stopping by the familiar looking boat.

"Our dad's boat" Sarah hums in surprise.

"I thought you guys would've pawned it by now" John B comments.