book 3 of 4
have you ever hated someone so badly you just wanted to shoot them dead? yeah, well, be careful what you fucking wish for.
let's get one thing straight, when bianca prescott wrote up that hit list, she never intended on actually murderin...
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011 after the rain
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"I can't believe he just took off."
Pope scoffed, shaking his head. The sunset blazed an amber hue behind his head, casting the sky and the Pogues in stretches of gold. They'd all been waiting impatiently for John B's return.
Sarah paced back and forth on the catamaran, staring out into the port. JJ leaned over the steering wheel while the others sat on each end of the boat. There was a certain tension palpable between the Pogues. None of them spoke up, not wanting to be the first to break the silence.
It wasn't until the revving of engines replaced the stillness in the air did Kiara perk up, "Guys?" Her eyes widened. "Incoming!"
The group followed her gaze and spotted the men in dark jeeps and ATVs heading toward the dock. They sprung out of their spots in an instant, filled with dread. John B still wasn't back yet.
"No, no, no," Cleo pointed them out. "That's Singh's men! Right here."
Bianca could hear them yelling at each other to hurry up, having already spotted the catamaran. With a pounding heart, her eyes flickered between Singh's men, Sarah, and then finally JJ.
"Where's John B?!" Pope turned around to face Sarah.
"I don't know, he said he'd be back by now!" She protested.
"Okay, well, he's not!" Pope cried. "JJ, what are we gonna do?"
"We gotta make a stand," JJ pulled the gun out from his waistband and switched the safety off. "That's what we gotta do, that's our only option–"
"What!?" Kiara's eyes widened. "Guys, y'all didn't see what I saw! He killed Portis! We can't stay here!"
"Kiara, we're not splitting up again!" JJ raised his voice, jaw clenched.
"No Pogue left behind," Pope agreed.
Bianca knew the right thing was to wait for John B but glancing around at her friends, she couldn't justify it. There was no way she was going to risk the others after just getting Kiara back. They finally had a way home and they were going to throw it away. Besides, JJ wasn't going to take all those guards down with a shotgun.
