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XIV. nothing good starts in a getaway car
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Dylan still had yet to tell John B and Kiara about Rafe attacking her. All she could think about was how Kohn B would actually try to murder him and it terrified her. They already had so much going on. Rafe Cameron should be the least of her worries. And yet that's all she could think about was him and his anger. She'd known Rafe for years. He was always a little crazy, money hungry, thinking he was above everybody. But this? She never thought he would hurt her like he did.
Dylan was reluctant to leave Pope's side. She feared for his safety just as much as her own. And it wasn't like he minded either. Dylan and Pope were always protective of each other. It took everything in him to not kill both Topper and Rafe himself.
She wore a heavy amount of concealer to hide the marks on her face. JJ drove the boat to the middle of the ocean. The weather was somewhat good enough to bring the tether down and search for the ship wreck. Dylan sat beside JJ as he steered. He glanced at her occasionally. "You okay?"
She shrugged. "I don't know."
JJ steered the wheel. "How did it go? Telling your parents?"
"It was. . . terrifying," she admitted. "I'm just happy Pope was there."
He reached over and patted her leg. "He's better than me. I was ready to beat the shit out of those assholes."
Dylan sighed. "You can't. You know what will happen if you do."
"I don't care, DJ," he said and glanced at her again. "You're my best friend. My sister. I'd go to war for you, you know that."
Dylan stopped frowning and looked at him with a smile. "I know."
"All right, JJ. Pin it here!" John B shouted.
"Roger that! X marks the spot!" Said JJ.
Dylan hopped out of the chair and walked out to where the rest of them were.
