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❝ you use my iphone all the time! ❞
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𝘚𝘺𝘭𝘷𝘪𝘦'𝘴 𝘗𝘖𝘝

"Yo, he's texting! He's texting!" JJ announces and we all perk up in interest.

"What's he saying? What's he saying?" John B questions impatiently.

"It's doing the little bubble thing" JJ informs him.

"So, he's typing?" I offer and JJ nods, pointing at me.

"Oh" John B mumbles.

"'Send me your location. I'll meet you'" JJ reads from the phone.

"He wants to know our location?" Pope questions suspiciously.

"Yeah, that's exactly what we wanted! Here, check it. Boom!" JJ says cheerily, throwing the phone over to John B who catches it with ease.

"And say what?" Sarah asks the blonde boy.

"Well..." JJ drawls off, not actually knowing what to say.

"We can't give Singh our location. Just give him some random place" Cleo suggests.

"All right. Where do we want to send him to?" JJ wonders aloud.

"I'd like to send him to hell" I mutter bitterly and Sarah pats my back with a nod of agreement.

"What about the horse tracks? I saw them yesterday" Pope explains "It's wide open. We can do surveillance"

"Yeah! Now we're working. Now we're jelling! I like it" JJ jumps up excitedly "And if we have to make a getaway, we'll hop on some horses. Guns a-blazing!"

"No. We're not horse-backing with guns" John B scoffs.

"I don't know, it sounds like fun" I point out and John B shoots me a glare that pleads with me not to encourage the blonde boy "Okay, maybe it's a little unrealistic"

"Scratch the horses" JJ compromises.

"John B, we can really plan this out" Pope stresses to the brunette "What are you thinking?"

"Just got another text" JJ speaks up, looking down at the phone but no one replies.

"Maybe sneak from behind and use JJ as bait. Just put him in the middle of the field" Pope suggests and I don't think he's joking.

"Uh, little announcement" JJ declares, gaining our undivided attention as he reads us the message "'Never mind. I just tracked your location. And I'm sending my men. They'll be there in ten minutes to pick you up'" 

We all fall into an awkward silence as the weight of JJ's stupidity renders us speechless and I share a look of disbelief with Sarah.

"Wait a minute. Did you turn off your location?" John B breaks the silence.

"So..." JJ sighs out.