Lost

five | Grady-White

My eyes stayed fixated on the murky water. Never once did I see John B.
He shouldn't have been under for that long. No way he had any breath left in his lungs.
"Should we go get him?" Pope asked, looking from JJ to Kie to me.
Just then a body emerged from the water, causing water to splash away from it. I jumped back slightly—not prepared to see that.
John B immediately started coughing. He shook his hair out of his face and wiped his eyes off as Kie started to complain to him.

"Oh my got that took forever" Kie argued to him.
"Ah, jeez" Pope sighed in relief. "Any dead bodies?"
"Looting potential?" JJ added.
"No" John B replied, pulling one of his hands out of the water, "No—I found this motel key"
"A—A key?" Pope asked, taken back a bit.
"Yes, a key, Pope" John B said as he started to make his way to the boat.
"Great!" JJ shrugged, "We salvaged a motel key" He spoke dryly.

John B climbed onto the boat and JJ started pulling the anchor out of the water.
"Guys, we should report the wreck to the coast guard" Kie pointed out, "maybe we'll get a finder fee"
JJ carried the anchor back over to the little compartment it sat in. "Yeah, and not work all summer." He sat the anchor down in the chain locker, then shut it. "Thanks, Agatha, ya batch"

We followed the marsh all the way to the Coast Guard. It didn't take long to make it there. The place was packed. People were everywhere. Police officers were everywhere. Everybody was arguing with everybody.
JJ tied the boat off onto the dock, then we had to shove through people to actually make it to where we needed to be. JJ and John B decided that they would be the ones to go get someone. We watched from the entrance as they tried to speak to someone. They were not successful.

"Well, that went well," Pope spoke.
JJ walked over to me, resting his arm on my shoulder. "So...what's the plan?"
John B held up the motel key in his hand. "I think I know how we're gonna find the guy who owns that boat."
Pope immediately shook his head, pleading with us not to go, "No—No, we don't know whose room that is. It could belong to anyone."

JJ leaned away from me, grabbing the key out of John Bs hand and throwing it to Kie, "I'm in"
Kie smiled as she caught it. "Come on. We'll be lookout" She reassured Pope, turning around, starting her walk to the Pogue.
John B followed, slapping Popes shoulder as he went, "Finders fee. Just sayin"
"I mean—hey, at least you'll only be an accomplice" I told Pope, grabbing onto JJs arm and dragging us over to John B.
"Man" Pope complained, shaking his head and turning towards us.
"Come on, bubu" John B teased.

We all hopped back onto the boat. Pope tried to reason with us the whole way there. Saying how it wasn't smart. Then saying how maybe he should've just stayed with his dad and cleaned. How that was the smarter decision. He yapped the whole time. I wanted to jump into the water and drown my self it was so annoying.

JJ let out a low whistle, "I thought the Chateau looked bad"
"This place is a shit show." John B nodded, his eyes fixated on the motel in front of us.
It was completely trashed. It looked like it had been abandoned for at least 30 years.
"Motel or meth lab?" Kiara asked, her nose scrunching up in vague disgust.
"You be the judge" Pope said..
"Doesn't look like a place somebody with a Grady-White would stay" John B told us.
"No. It looks like the type of place someone with a Grady-White would get killed." I pointed out.

John B steered the Pogue to the bank and JJ grabbed some rope to moor the boat.
"This is your captain speaking. HMS Pogue comin in for landing." JJ jumped off the rim of the boat with a holler, landing deftly in the grass, and began tying off the boat.
"We good?" John B asked looking over at JJ
"We're good."
"All right. Here goes nothin. Come on Hales"
I nodded as I got up and followed John B off of the boat.

"Hey" Pope called out.
I turned around to see Pope nod in JJ and John Bs directions. "Don't let them do anything stupid.
JJ smirked. "Oh, we will"
I put my lips in a line as I glanced back at John B and JJ. Then I looked back at Pope, shrugging. "I'm not making any promises"
Kie suddenly hopped off the boat walking over to John B. "Uh, be careful," she told him as she handed him the motel key, "I mean it."
I glanced at JJ and he was already was looking at me. I mouthed, "what the fuck" and JJ just simply shrugged, then turned towards the motel.
"Come on J.B."