¥showing a willingness to take surprisingly bold risks¥
In which Jackie Routledge and her group of friends from the south side of Outer Banks try to have the summer of their lives, but end up it being filled with mystery, tragedy, risks, adventure...
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{The Coastal Ventures}
After a while, a voice crackles over the intercom, telling everyone to report to the hull. "They did it!" John B grins. "That's our boy," JJ adds proudly. We rush toward the vent, preparing for the next phase.
"Once they're all in the hull, Jackie and I will lock them inside," JJ says, helping me down onto the ground.
"Kie and I will find Sarah and get the lifeboat," John B adds.
"We'll meet you, load the cross, and get out of here," Kie confirms, and we all split up to carry out our roles.
JJ and I slip through the shadows toward the hull, hiding behind crates and counting the men as they pass by.
"Psst. How many?" JJ whispers.
I hold up three fingers. He sighs quietly. We stay perfectly still as the Camerons walk past. I flinch as Rafe glances toward us, but thankfully, he keeps moving.
"That's all of them," I mutter. "Except Ward. We need Ward."
JJ looks frustrated but thinks quickly. "We can't wait for him," I add, pulling us into action.
We rush toward the door, closing it just as people start banging on it from the other side. JJ puts all his strength into pushing it shut, and I do the same, finally locking it in place.
"There's another door!" JJ panics as we hear shouts from within. "Shit!" I curse, and we run to the next door. We push it shut with all our might, and JJ locks it just in time.
"Let's go," JJ says, grabbing my hand as we head toward the bottom of the ship where the cross is stored.
"Time to jack this look," JJ grins, as we make our way down the ladder.
When we reach the cross, JJ pulls the tarp off it, and the gleaming gold catches the light, leaving us both in awe.
"Beach house," JJ chuckles, glancing at me with a grin.
I smile and nod in agreement. "Beach house," I repeat, and we do our group handshake.
Suddenly, the ceiling opens up, and Pope appears at the top, causing JJ and I to burst into laughter.
"Whoo!" we cheer together.
"That's what I'm talking about! Let's go!" JJ shouts, full of energy.
"The time when people did stuff to us and we just sat back and took it? It's over," Pope declares, raising his fist. JJ and I cheer him on.
We quickly start tying up the cross while Pope climbs up to the crane. Once he's in position, he lowers the hook, and JJ attaches the rope. As Pope lifts the cross, it swings wildly, throwing off our rhythm.
"Whoa, whoa! Hold steady!" JJ yells as the cross knocks into a crate, sending it tumbling.
"Shit! Sorry!" Pope calls out, and I exhale in frustration. "Your other middle!" I yell at him.
