Clad in their stolen disguises, the Pogues slipped into the chaos of the wharf. Boats clogged the marina like traffic on a jammed street, while workers, fishermen, and travellers bustled along the docks.
"Looks super wharfy. This has gotta be it," said Kie as they overlooked the chaos.
"Groff was on Hollis's boat, so look for something fancy," JJ told them, eyes already hard at work scouring the marina.
"I mean, it's gotta be here. This is the only wharf in town," chimed in John B.
"Nothing is screaming yacht so far," added Grace, who had already given the wharf a once-over. Based on her quick look, there was a distinct lack of shining white yachts with expensive features.
"I don't know about no fancy boat," replied Cleo, "but that's Terrance's boat. The one on the right." She pointed her finger right towards one of the many vessels parked along the right wall.
"Are you sure?" asked Pope, eyes following her point. There was nothing too distinct about the boat. It blended in with the rest very easily.
"I grew up on that boat. I'd know that boat anywhere," Cleo was quick to answer.
"Yeah, you can see the singe marks, Pope." JJ backed her up.
"If his boat's here, it means the Corsairs are here."
John B nodded along as Pope spoke. "Which also means Groff's here," he added.
JJ's fists clenched.
A similarly stern expression grew on Cleo's face. "And the one who killed Captain T."
"No lights," commented Kie.
"Weather sat's not turning," added Cleo.
"I'm not seeing any motion on the boat," said Pope.
"My vote is, we go storm the fort, see if we can use anything," JJ concluded before immediately beginning to walk off.
Grace, whose hand he'd been holding almost non-stop since they made it to Essaouira, was quick to tug him back.
"Hold on, not you," Pope said over the various protests being flung from the Pogues. "They know what your face looks like. Somebody else needs to do it."
The group returned to momentary silence before Sarah spoke up. "I'll do it."
In sync, various voices spoke up. "What?"
Grace's head whipped towards her sister, staring at her incredulously.
John B was giving her a similar look.
"I'll do it," she repeated simply.
"Hey, maybe..."
The blonde was quick to cut off her husband. "What? I'm fine. I can do things."
"I believe you. I believe you," he spluttered.
"They don't know what I look like. I'll do it. I can do it. It's fine."
Leaving no more room for protest, Sarah hurried off towards the boat.
"I'm coming with you," John B muttered before following after her. "Um, you guys keep a lookout. We'll storm the fort."
"Hey, B. Keep my future niece safe, alright?" Grace called after him before he could get too far.
He shot her a quick salute before catching up with Sarah.
"If we go low, you'll go high," Kie suggested.
Coming up with a quick plan, Kie, Pope, and Cleo marched off towards the docks while JJ and Grace headed up to a stone fort that overlooked the wharf.
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𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 - JJ Maybank
FanfictionGrace Cameron was a Pogue. Always has been. Sure her dad and half-siblings were the Kookiest a Kook could get but her mom had grown up on the Cut so she did too. Her friend group vowed to have a good time all the time but when a boat goes down in th...
