the one where a sheltered kook girl joins a group of no-good pogues to try and figure out what her mother is hiding. they uncover a whole load of interconnected, twisted shit.
or ;
alex thornbury knew that her mother was hiding something. she just...
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"MY BOY'S OUT OF THE CAN!" JJ was practically squealing like a little girl.
"We missed you." Kiara hugged John B tighter.
"Did you bust out?" JJ stepped out of embrace hug, getting a good look at John B, make sure he was real.
John B grinned. "They dropped the charges."
"That's great!" Kiara was the last to let him go.
"So you're telling me I did all that work for nothing?" JJ scoffed.
John B just shook his head, laughing softly - until his gaze landed on Alex. "Jesus, what happened to you?"
"I jumped out of a moving ambulance." Alex said simply, starting to enjoy people's reaction when she told them.
His eyes widened. "You what?!"
"Yeah, while we were trying to save your ass." JJ punched his arm playfully. "She kicks open the back doors, like a goddamn superwoman, and then flings herself-"
"Wait," John B cut him off. "Where's Sarah."
The others exchanged a look.
Apparently, as told by Pope and Kiara, Sarah had gone off yesterday to meet with Wheezie, the only other reliable person who knew that Rafe was on the tarmac the day of Peterkin's death.
