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[ THE WHOLE ENCHILADA ]

"you sure he got everything?" kei asked john b. they all, besides pope, sat on the dock out back at john b's. maya and jj were sharing a blunt as john b told them about how ward found their gold.

"every bar." john b says. "the whole enchilada."

"the whole enchilada?" maya furrowed her eyebrows. "that's—that's new one."

"look, it's not like i expected a happy ending or some shit." john b ignored maya, throwing his cast off.

"john b..."

"what, kei? it a hairline fracture. who cares?"

"you should care." kei says. "your arm's gonna be messed up for life."

"it's fine. see?" john b wiggled his fingers to show kei it was alright.

"guys! guys!" everyone turned at the noise. they saw pope shouting as he ran onto the dock. "oh, god. i ran all the way here."

"you alright?"

"how was the interview, pope?" jj asked.

"don't ask." pope said. "jb. look, i'm sorry, dude.. about everything."

"it's fine."

"but—but i don't have a lot of time, and—and i have information that is tactically relevant." pope says. "so, before i had my interview, my dad said he was going down to the private airstrip to cut palms... for cameron's big plane! because it was too heavy, it needed a longer landing strip to take off. so, i'm there sitting in my interview, thinking to myself, hm. why would cameron need a longer airstrip to take off? what could be so heavy to weigh it down?"

"gold." jj and maya said at the same time.

"that's right." john b said as pope did his weird hand motions.

"exactly!" pope says. "guys, this is our chance, but it leaves tonight, and we have to go."

"guys, we can't give up now." kei says.

"what's the plan, big man?" jj asked.

"we're gonna steal that shit back."

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"we go in there, guns a-blazin', make ward cameron beg for mercy, abscond with as much gold as possible and vámonos, get the hell out of there."

"send that shit down the intercoastal."

"wait for the weather."

"exit to cuba."

"cuba?" maya says, "no, xcalak."

"jewel of the yucatan. lobsters so thick, mangos and no word for money." jj added, the two having talked about the location before.

"let's do this shit."

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"what's the plan? broad strokes." kei said as the five ran up to the fence.

"i don't think we got that far." john b says.

"they're loading up the gold." pope says, looking through the binoculars.

john b takes them from pope, "there's ward."

"what?" kei said when john b lowered the binoculars with his mouth slightly open. "what?"

"it's sarah."

"she's with him?" maya asked.

"wait a minute..." john b says. "he's hurting her!"

"what?" everyone else said.

"they're fighting."

"holy shit."

"john b? what are you doing?" kei shouted as they turned back to see him getting in the van.

"where are you going?"

"hey! hey!" jj and pope said, running back to the van.

they all shouted into the distance as john b drove the van right through the fence

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the sounds of sirens sounded in the distance as maya, jj, kei and pope all held there breath watching the scene unfold.

john b had impulsively driven the old van into the airstrip in front of the plane, which stopped at the last possible moment.

"guys, i can't get arrested." pope says.

"i'm on probation." jj said.

"look, we're no good if we're all in jail." kei says.

"let's go." maya said.

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