Outer Banks ~ JJ Maybank

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Thankfully, we got to the airstrip right as Ward and Sarah were getting on the plane. Even from far away it was clear to tell that Sarah was trying her hardest to not get on the plane. "Okay so what now?" "John B, get in the passenger seat." "What?" "I'm gonna bust throughout he fence and use the van to do it." "No way." "Your girlfriend is being manhandled and forced into a plane headed to the Bahamas with 400,000,000 in British gold that our Dad spent his whole life looking for. You really want to question me?" He quickly got in the passenger side. "Hey!" JJ called after me. "What?" I said, rolling down the window and starting the car. "Please be careful and try not to die." "I make no promises." I kissed his cheek and rolled up the window. "Alright, let's do this." I said, slamming my foot on the gas. We both braced ourselves for when we collided with the fence. It fell over and we got a straight shot to the plane. "Okay, one obstacle down, now the most deadliest to go.

As we got closer to the plane, Ward spotted us and hurried up and started the plane. We began to catch up to the plane faster than Ward had expected. (I guess 400,000,000 in gold is pretty heavy.) John B turned around as I passed up the front of the plane and turned back to me, very confused. "Um, the plane is back there? How was racing it supposed to work?" "Like this." I said, turning the wheel sharply and stopping the van right in the plane's path. "Are you insane! You are gonna have us fucking killed." "Relax." I said, looking out in the rear-view mirror and watched as the plane skirted to a stop. "Let's go." I said, opening the door and getting out of the car. "I am so confused." "Of course you are. But we don't have time for that shit. It looks like the cops followed us so this might be your last moments to see Sarah." "Okay, let's go!" He said, quickly getting out of the car and running over to Sarah.

"How did you guys do that?" "It was my idea." "Nice work Gabbie!" She said high fiving me. The cop car parked next to us and out stepped Sheriff Peterkin. "Okay Sarah, I hope you have enjoyed our presence because I have a feeling that my dear brother and I are about to be put in jail." Sheriff Peterkin pulled out a pair of handcuffs and walked over to us. She nicely moved us out of her way and walked over to Ward. I felt my jaw drop. "Ward Cameron. You are under arrest for the murder of Big John Routledge. You have the right to remain silent. You have the right to an attorn-" A gun shot sounded and John B, Sarah and I all gasped. We turned to see Rafe stepping out from behind the plane with a gun in his hands. "I saved you, Dad!" He said as Sheriff Peterkin fell to the ground, blood beginning to seep through her shirt. 

"Oh my god. Oh my god. OH my god." I said running over to her and putting pressure on her gunshot wound. "Get help." She said painfully and breathlessly. John B went to grab her radio but Ward snatched it up. "I'm so sorry." Sarah said running over to help me. "Get off of her Sarah." Rafe said, grabbing Sarah and yanking her away from the Sheriff and forcing her into his car. "Run." Peterkin coughed. "Run. Now." I looked up at John B who's eyes were wide with shock. "You heard her. Get in the van we need to go." I threw him the keys and he ran to the van as Ward instructed someone to get in the plane and take off. "Thank you for helping us this summer." I said to Peterkin before running off to meet John B in the van. We sped off and quickly grabbed the rest of our crew on the way out.

"What happened? Are you okay?" Kie asked as I climbed into the back and sat down on the floor. I could feel myself shaking and for the first time, I looked down to see all the blood on my hands. "Rafe. He. And then. And I. She's not gonna make it." I said, putting my head between my knees and exhaling hard. "Who's not gonna make it." "Peterkin. Rafe shot her and I was putting pressure on the wound but I could tell it was a lost cause." "Oh my god." "Holy shit." "Yeah." I nodded my head and took a deep breath. 

We got back to my house and as we stepped out of the car, we all saw Ward's plane flying over us and off to the Bahamas. "Well, shit." JJ said pulling out his vape. Pope snatched it out of his hands and took a long hit. "Whoa. Pope. Chill out dude." I said grabbing it from him. "I ran out of my fucking interview to save the gold and now that piece of shit has it all for himself!" "Okay, Pope, we are all mad right now. But let's maybe turn it down on the straight to drugs thing okay." "Look, you guys both know who did it, so we can go down to the police station in the morning and tell them everything. But everyone has had a very eventful day and we all need to chill the hell out. And one of us needs to wash the blood off of her hands because even though ti was a very brave thing she did, it is starting to freak her best friend out." "Loud and clear Kie."I said as we all walked into the house.

The next morning, John B and I found ourselves standing in the police station. "Can I help you two?" The lady at the desk asked. "Yes. We know who sot the sheriff." I said. "Yes. it was-" John B was cut off by one officer turning up the radio. We listened as whoever was taking began to describe their main suspect. "He was last seen in a faded pink hoodie. His name is John Book Routledge." We looked at each other and quickly left before the lady at the desk could fully understand what was happening. We got back in the car and he laid his seat back all the way and I hid in the truck. "What the fuck is going on with you two?" "So, um. John B might be the number one suspect in the whole Peterkin thing."