04. 𝑺𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅

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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫[𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒍]❧

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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫
[𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒍]

THE GROUP WERE INSIDE THE CHATEAU AS THEY CROWDED AROUND THE TABLE. JJ was rooting the cupboards for something to eat. "That bread had mold on it three days ago." Pope tells him as he watches the man pull it out of the bag.

"I'll just pull off the bad parts. Plus, mold is good for you. It's just a natural organism." Jj retorts and Marina just glances toward him with a roll of her Eyes.

"That is not true in the slightest." She denies, shaking her had. JJ eats it anyways since when did he ever listen to what anyone else said. But it didnt take long for him to gag, spitting it back into his hand.

"Dude." marina complains as she scrunches her nose up, just looking Back at the group.

"Holy shit." John B says as he rolls the map out on the table. Marina leans over his shoulder to get a better look.

"X marks the spot." Pope points toward it.

"Longitude, latitude."

"If this is even real." marina states as she crosses her arms against her chest. John B just glances toward her.

"Optimism, Mari." He responds, nudging her arm.

"She doesnt know the word." Kiara teases and Marina narrows her gaze at the girl, hitting her slightly while Kiara only laughs.

"Wait, there's something else in there." John B tells them as he puts his hand back inside of the tube before pulling something out.

"What's that?" JJ asks, furrowing his eyebrows while Kiara just rolls her eyes.

"It's a tape recorder, dumb ass." Kiara responds and JJ gives her a glare.

"Seriously have you never seen one before?" Marina asks, wondering how so many people her age genuinely don't know what so many things are.

"He's never been in your room." Kiara retorts with a snicker, even though that wasn't true since JJ had climbed through her window the other day.

"Dear, bird." A voice echos through the room.

"Who's bird?" JJ questions.

"That's what my dad called me " John B states and everyone goes quiet as they listen to the recorder.

"I hate to say I told you so, but I told you so. And you doubted your old man." Big John starts and Marina was surprised to say the least. "I suspect at this moment, you're filled with guilt and self loathing over our last fight, but don't kill yourself just yet, kid. I didn't expect to find the merchant either. You were right to call me out. Wasn't exactly father of the decade. What can I say, kid? I could smell the barn. And hopefully, we're listening to this in our brand new sugar shack down in Costa Rica, living odd passive investments and pulling on permits. If not, and you find this for less than optimal reasons, well, that's what the map is for. There she is, the wreck of the merchant. If something happens to me, finish what I started. Go for the gold, kid. I love you, bird. Even if I didn't always act like it. I'll see you on the other side." As the recording stops, everyone was in shock.

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