9 - Lines We Don't Cross

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"All right keep a look out

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"All right keep a look out. We're behind enemy lines" JJ said, pulling out his gun like we were sneaking into a war zone instead of a hotel.

"Yo come on man. Just put it back" John b said

"JJ" I warned, giving him a look.

"What? You can never be too careful" JJ shrugged.

"Hey, I predict that bringing a weapon to a four-star hotel will likely cause more problems than they solve." Pope said

"Thank you, Pope" John B muttered, grabbing the gun from JJ and shoving it back in the glove box

"There you go" Pope said

"You can't grab a gun like that." JJ mumbles.
"Can't forget my badge. Professional busboy." He hoped out of the Twinkie.

I rolled my eyes.
"Yeah, real smooth" I mumbled.

"So where are we going now?" Pope asked as we followed JJ down the side of the building.

"We're getting on the internet because only rich people have electricity right now" JJ said

"This way!" He said, motioning like he was leading a tour guide.

"Andrew!" JJ called.

"All right?" Andrew said

"What's up, bro? Mama L good to see you!" JJ grinned, reaching out his hand only to get smacked away.

"Hey, no! JJ!" A woman said.

"Mm-hm. See they got the backup generators going? Kooks don't miss a beat." JJ said, walking in into a room full of humming computers and flashing screens.

"Sweet Lord the internet! I've missed you." Pope said, dropping into a chair.

"Let me get in there. Gotta check out my Insta models" JJ said, already trying to type.

"JJ, no" I deadpanned.

"Hey. Hey! Hey! My Dad's map" John b set the worn paper on the table.

"Coordinates please?" Pope asked, typing quickly.

"34° 57' 30" north. 75° 55' 42" west" John B said

"Okay. Boom continental shelf right there." Pope said, pointing.

"Well if it's off the deep end, it's not gonna be much of a treasure hunt is it?" Pope added.

"Come on, baby. Come on." John b murmured.

"Shit, it's on the high side. It's only 900 feet"
John B said

"That's not too deep" JJ grinned.

"Is that doable or something?" I asked, even though I already knew the answers with these idiots.

"Yeah, totally doable" JJ said confidently.

"Will we be taking your personal submarine?"
Pope asked dryly.

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