INSIDE THE TWINKIE
"We go in there, guns a blazing and make Ward Cameron beg for mercy, abscond with as much gold as possible and vamonos, get the hell out of there." JJ says, loading his gun.
"Send that shit right down the Intracoastal." John B says.
"Wait for the weather." Kie adds.
"Exit to Cuba." Pope says.
"Cuba? Nah man, Xcalak, Jewel of the Yucatan. Lobsters so thick, mangoes and no word for money." JJ says, cocking his gun.
"Let's do this." John B says.
INSIDE WARD CAMERON'S CAR
"Dad I don't understand why I need to go to the Bahamas. I think I really need to talk to John B." Sarah says, sensing something is up.
"No sweetheart, I told you he is not himself right now, alright? This isn't forever, it's just until they're able to find him and get him the help he needs, trust me, alright?" Ward says,
AT THE WRECK
"Good! You're here early. We needed the extra hands, it's tourist hotspot today!" Anna says, seeing Violet walk inside the Wreck.
"Yeah, had some extra time." Violet says, putting on her apron and getting her notepad. She went to the bathroom afterwards, staring at herself in the mirror.
She couldn't recognize her reflection, at the girl staring back at her. Her head was pounding and her stomach had butterflies in it- the bad kind. She opened up her bag, pulling out the pill bottle inside of it and took out three pills.
Just enough to last her shift, and just enough so that these symptoms would go away.
She threw the pills in her mouth and swallowed them dry before leaving the bathroom.
AT THE RUNWAY
The twinkie pulled up to the runway.
"What's the plan? Broad strokes." Kie asks.
"I don't think we got that far." John B says, as they all approached the fence.
"They're loading up the gold." Pope says, looking inside his binoculars, John B snatches the binoculars from Pope.
"There's Ward." John B says, looking inside.
"I'm worried you'll need more runway with that weight." A worker says. How unfortunate would it be if the plane crashed?
"Didn't they cut palms to extend it?" Ward asks.
"Yes sir, but if you're gonna abort you're gonna have to do it early All that weight's gonna shorten everything." Another worker says.
"I'll be alright, thank you. Take the car." Ward says, handing the keys over to the worker,
"Yes sir, safe travels." The worker says.
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