ON OUR WAY TO WILMINGTON.
me, jj, Cleo, sar-h and pope were on the boat, on our way to Wilmington.
"Honestly, the hardest part is gonna be the security, all right? So most of the guys are gonna be at the rail yard." Jj explains.
"Right, we'll need to find a place and guard it, maybe a little further down the line, like a whistle stop or something." Pope suggests.
"Yeah." I agree.
"You guys are getting ahead of yourselves per usual. We don't have a way to transport the cross. What you think? On jjs motorcrycle?" Cleo scoffs.
"That's not my fault." Jj groans.
"Okay, other options." Pope sighs.
"Oh my god." Sarah gasps.
"Oh my god, what?" Cleo asks.
We all turn around and the one and only topper Thornton is stood at the bar.
"Is that topper?" Pope asks.
"Why... is he everywhere?" I ask.
"Perfect." Pope smiles.
"Hey, jayj." Pope calls.
"What?" Jj asks.
"I bet you topper has a way to transport the cross." Pope smiles even more.
"Actually, popes right. He does have a rig." Jj smirks.
"No." Me and sarah both say.
"Yes." Jj tells us.
"Absolutely not. He tried to kill me." I state.
"Sarah, you already got him whipped anyway, right?" Jj asks sarah, ignoring my statement.
"What would John b say?" Sarah asks.
"I think John b will completely understand. Think about the circumstances. It's about treasure." Pope sighs.
"We can handle John b." I scoff.
And she got up, walked over and spoke to topper.
"Oh come on..." jj sighs as they take so long.
And boom. We got the truck.
I put my thumbs up at sarah, as did we all.
LATER ON IN THE NIGHT.
Wilmington.
"Well, there's like 1,000 trains here." I claim as we look at them all.
"Well, we know it's car 750X ok the track to Raleigh." Pope points out.
"Yeah, so we just gotta find it." Jj sighs.
"Well, news flash. We're not getting out of here unnoticed with a giant cross." I scoff.
"We won't have to. We can nab it somewhere further in the country. Just gotta figure out how to stop the train." Pope states.
"Right." I sigh.
"Leave that to me." Jj smiles.
"How you gonna do that?" Cleo asks.
"I got an uncle up in new bern, right? When he got tipsy, he'd just throw an old chain across the tracks, just for shits and giggles. And that old little chain would stop the train traffic in coastal Carolina." Jj smiles even more as he talks.
"A chain?" I ask.
"He's right actually. There's a low voltage current that runs across all rail tracks. Throw a chain on it, you close that circuit. It would read as another train crossing lights come down. Science is actually pretty sound." Pope states.
