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Four days have passed. No words have left Lio's mouth. All she has been able to do is sit there, traumatized. Could that be her brother? No. There's no way in hell.
The silence is broken by John B bursting through the door of the Château. He begins rummaging through cabinets, tearing apart the pull-out bed where Lio sat.
JB completely ignores Lioana's presence, throwing pillows behind her. Shouting and confusion come from the mouths of the other Pogues. No one knows why he's doing this.
There's a familiar, yet unsettling sound of metal rattling. Lio turns her head to see John B holding JJ's gun.
"John B, what do you need the gun for, man?" JJ asks, stepping towards him.
John throws JJ onto the bed next to Lio.
"John B, chill! What are you doing?" Kie inquires.
Pope tries to block him from moving any further but is shoved out of the way.
JJ places a quick kiss on Lio's forehead before chasing after John B.
"Are you okay?" Kie asks Pope, and he nods. "John B, what the hell are you doing?"
The Pogues, minus Lio, all rush outside after him. John starts the bike, but all hell breaks loose once Lio's raspy voice echoes through the outdoors,
"John B, what the fuck is going on?!"
"Ward knows about the gold! He killed my dad." Everyone freezes at his response.
Before anyone could comprehend what was just said, John B had sped off, leaving a flurry of dust behind him.
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Lioana sits next to JJ, gathered around a campfire. Not a word has been spoken from her since she yelled at John B.
"The Cameron house." Lio mumbles.
"What?" Pope asks.
"The Cameron house," Lio repeats. "That's where he is. He's gonna go and try to kill Ward."
This sends the Pogues running towards the HMS Pogue, speeding through the waters.
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"What now? We just go up to the front door and ask, 'Hey. Have you seen John B?'" JJ mocks.
"Look, he lives at Tannyhill now. It's plausible." Kie shrugs, "we can play dumb."
"Play dumb?" JJ scoffs.
"It's pretty late," Pope sighs.
"Look, I've never seen John B like that. We should honestly be going to the cops."
