Chapter Forty Two.

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[⚠ T/W: Fighting scenes, mentions of blood and anxiety]

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Tripping over landlines...
Cutting deep with a dull blade (blade)
Running out of unrest..
Goin' out of your mind..

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You know I can't feel this pain in my heart...

Because it's honestly been falling apart.Maybe I'm too blind to see...How trouble finds me..Well if it's here I'm gonna see where it leads..Call me Mr. Lonely!

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Rory~

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Rory~

THE gaff hook. 

Seeing the sight of the gaff hook reminds me of something. Some specific words that Sheriff Peterkin spoke weeks before, when JJ and I got arrested.

"Somebody gaffed them and used them for chum...whatchu think? Bull shark?" She'd asked that as she'd shown the picture of those burly square groupers who broke into the Chateau and were after the compass. 

They were gaffed, used as chum for sharks.

They were working for Ward and he killed them.

Fucking hell! 

I find myself and John B trapped on this boat that belonged to the man, who was looking at us with murderous rage in his eyes and holding a huge sharp pointed gaff hook in his hand.

"Get back, guys!" Ward yelled as the boat speeds away on the water. The wind hitting hard on my face as fear and anxiety now seeps into my veins. Anger dissipating. "Get back!" Ward swings the hook in his hand like a madman, making me gasp and John B pushing me behind him as we round the wheel. "Get away from the Throttle!" He continued.

"Okay, okay! Relax!" John B speaks as we both hold our hands in the air, afraid of the look in Ward's eyes. 

"Stand back! We're not going anywhere till you listen!" Ward yells, still throwing the gaff hook towards us. 

"Okay! Okay, Ward!" John B and I say, clearly petrified for our lives."Relax!!"

"You understand? Just stop!" Ward seethes. I stood behind my brother as we had our hands in the air. "It wasn't my fault. It was your father, okay!? It was your father that tried to change--" 

My heart dropped at his words.

"You fucking bastard!" I yelled, eyes wide, just my brother lunges for him.

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