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We sit on the boat for twenty minutes, looking at the shipwreck. A ship wreak that isn't the royal merchan.
"It's not there. Just pull the drone up." John B sighs, trying to hide the disappointment in his voice.
"Look, we can recharge it and go again tomorrow." Pope offers.
"Maybe it's buried, we don't know." Kei adds.
"Yes we do. It would have picked up on the metal detector." JJ says and the three of us scowl at him, not helping the situation was JJs specialty.
"It's fine, someone beat us too it." John B says. But it's not fine. We almost had it, almost had a house and a life and education. Now we're back to square one.
I zip up my hoodie and sigh as Kei and I work together to pull the heavy drone up from the bottom of the ocean. Maybe in another life.
***
The next night Pope, JJ, Kei, and I are at some stupid movie night thing. We're still trying to do Popes plan of not drawing attention to ourselves, and I have no idea where John B is. He left before I got up this morning.
"I'm so glad they're still doing this." Kei says as she sits down. "Back to OBX life."
"And back to boredom." I add as I pop out the camping chair and sit beside her.
"Aren't you guys glad?" Kei says, ignoring my comment.
"Ecstatic." Pope mutters. The three of us were all pretty nervous considering that we were in dead center of Kook land, and we sunk their boat yesterday. Kei and I walk away to get drinks.
