Lennox West is a pogue, born and raised on the cut. She and her friends were bound to the hip. When she isn't getting drunk at parties with her friends, she's surfing with her gang and relaxing at the chateau.
As summer rolled into season, the teen...
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Hurricane Agatha had left the people of Kildare Island in distress. It was chaos. When The Pogues arrived at the marina, they saw that it was packed with distress people.
It was filled with workers, coast guards, and tourists looking for something to do. Lennox walked beside John B as they led the group towards the stand where the coast guard was.
Pope and Kiara waited outside on the dock while JJ, Lennox and John B went inside to talk to the coast guard about the boat. There were people around the coast guard yelling about their different problems, and arguments were happening.
"Hey, man." John B spoke to the coast guard, who was talking and arguing with about eight people at once. "We... We found a boat. You're gonna wanna hear this."
"Hey! Calm down." The coast guard yelled, and went back to his arguments with the other people surrounding him.
John B sighed in frustration and walked away from the stand. JJ reached over the counter and grabbed a pen from the jar. He was about to follow John B until Lennox took the pen out his hands and placed it back on the stand.
"No stealing." She told him sternly as they made their way back to their friends.
"Well, that went well." JJ huffed in annoyance when they met Pope and Kiara by the dock.
"So what's the plan?" Pope wondered.
"I think we know how we're gonna find the guy who owned the boat." John B said with a mischievous smirk as he held up the motel keys.
"No." Pope instantly protested. "We don't know whose room that is. It could be anyone's."
"I'm in." JJ insisted, snatching the key from John B's hand and threw it to Kie.
"Come on. We'll be look out." Kiara urged.
"Finders fee, just sayin'. And hey, at least you'll only be an accomplice." John B said, wrapping an arm over Lennox's shoulder as they began to walk back to the HMS Pogue.
"Come on, bubba." Lennox called out to Pope.
••••
JJ whistled as John B slowed down the boat near the old motel complex. The sign out front was broken and had fallen down from the hurricane, with garbage scattered everywhere near the water.
"I thought the chateau looked bad." JJ commented as they all stared at the run-down motel in disbelief.
"This place is a shit show." John B said.
"Motel or meth lab?" Kiara wondered.
"You be the judge." Pope responded.
"Doesn't look like the type of place someone with a Grady-White would stay." Lennox remarked.
"No, it looks like the type of place someone with a Grady-White would get killed." Pope corrected
"Alright here we go. This is your captain speaking. HMS Pogue coming in for landing." JJ announced, pretending to talk into the radio as the boat hit land.
