"Why?" He frowns, tilting his head
She takes her eyes off the horizon and looks back at the blonde "My dad always tells me that if you make a promise while the sun sets, you can't break it"
"Well, I'm going to be cursed or something like this?" JJ...
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As Maeve's eyes scanned the crypt, they landed on a FedEx envelope, marked with the words "For Bird" written in thick black marker. That nickname immediately struck a chord with her, it was what John B's dad used to call him. She reached for it, her fingers brushing the worn paper. Everything else had been a bust, but this... this had to be it. What they were looking for.
With a small breath, she extended the envelope toward John B –That's not gold –She heard Pope mutter as she slipped back through the hole in the wall
–You okay? –JJ asked to make sure she was good as he reached out to help her out
–Yeah –She nodded when her feet touched the ground
–Holy shit –John B murmured, his eyes wide as he took the envelope from her –This is from my dad –A small, hopeful smile crept across his face but quickly vanished as the sound of a car pierced the tense silence
JJ spun around –Code red, code red! Square groupers! Go, go, go! –His voice was sharp, urgent
In a split second, the Pogues scattered, ducking behind the crypt. JJ gestured frantically for them to crouch lower, pointing to the lights on the crypt.
–Lights! –Kiara hissed –Turn it off!
John B fumbled with the light, heart pounding. When it wouldn't go out, he hastily shoved it under his shirt, hoping the darkness would hide it. But as JJ peeked around the crypt's corner, his face paled –Uh... homie's got a gun
Kiara's heart raced. The square groupers weren't that far off, and she sure as hell didn't want another run-in with them. She glanced toward the exit gate, realizing that if they ran now, they might just make it.
–Screw this –She muttered under her breath and bolted toward the gate, her heart hammering in her chest
–Come on! –Maeve yelled back at the others, vaulting over the gate
The rest followed suit, jumping over one by one. That is, until Pope.
–Guys! I'm stuck! –Pope's panicked voice echoed through the cemetery as his shorts caught on the railing
–You're fucking kidding me –John B groaned, rushing back with Kiara to free him
–I got you –Kiara said, tugging at his shorts with all her strength –Pope, don't move
JJ, always ready to escalate, whipped out his gun, aiming it at Pope with a mischievous smirk –Don't worry, Pope! Don't move okay?
Maeve's hand shot out, smacking JJ's arm –No, you're not gonna do that! –She scolded
–Wait, wait! You're gonna rip me! –Pope yelped, his voice straining as he hung awkwardly from the gate
–Relax, you're fine! –Kiara reassured him as they finally yanked him free, leaving his shorts dangling from the gate like a flag of defeat
