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Something Happened:

"You sure Ward got all the gold?" Kie's face was defeated as she looked at John B from across the dock.

"The whole enchilada." John B pried his cast off his wrist and threw it away from him. "Every bar, gone."

"John B!" Kie frowned as she watched him flex his hand.

"What kie? It's just a hairline fracture."

"You'll make it worse." She tried to argue. Before he could answer Pope came running down the dock, still in his suit from his scholarship interview. Sweat coating his shirt.

"Guys! Guys!" Pope called out as he stopped and bent over with his hands on his knees trying to catch his breath.

"How was your interview?" JJ asked as he watched him in amusement.

"Don't ask. Kaila, John B, I'm sorry about everything. But... but I don't have a lot of time, and... and I have information that is tactically relevant." He rushed out, "so, before I had my interview, my dad said he was going down to the private airstrip to cut palms for Cameron's big plane. Because it was too heavy, it needed a longer landing strip to take off. So, I'm there sitting in my interview, thinking to myself, Hm. Why would Cameron need a longer airstrip to take off? What could be so heavy to weigh it down?"

"Gold." JJ smiled as he looked around at everyone.

"Exactly." Pope confirmed our thoughts. "Guys, this is our chance, but it leaves tonight, and we have to leave now."

"What's the plan, big man?" JJ looked towards John B.

"We're gonna steal that shit back." John B had a huge smile plastered over his face, he looked at me as I grinned at him. Let's get our gold back.

"Let's do this!" Pope yelled as we all laughed and took off down the dock to the Twinkie.

We piled into the van and headed for the private airport.

"We go in there, gun a-blazin', make Ward Cameron beg for mercy, abscond with as much gold as possible and vámonos, get the hell out of there. Down the Intracoastal." JJ stated as he loaded his gun.

"Wait for weather." Kie grinned at JJ, he smiled back and shoved his gun back into his backpack. "Exit to Cuba."

"Cuba?" JJ looked back over at Kie, "No, man, Xcalak, Jewel of the Yucatan. Lobsters so thick, mangoes, and no word for money."

"Let's do this shit." John B cheered, making everyone yell out in excitement again.

It made my heart happy watching how excited JJ was, he was pretty upset when John B told us Ward had found the gold and took it, I started to worry he would struggle with the idea of not having money again and make bad decisions. But here we are, about to be Kook rich again, if we can manage to steal it back. That has me worried, I knew I was in the middle of the domino effect of things going wrong but everyone's too happy, I can't be the one to ruin the mood.

We parked along the tree line of the tarmac and got out to look through the chain link fence. Pope conveniently had his binoculars so we were able to see Ward pulling up to his plane full of gold.

"It's Sarah." John B breathed out.

"What? She helped him?" Kie asked in disbelief.

"No he's hurting her!" John B handed the binoculars to Pope and took off towards the Twinkie, I was one step behind him, jumping into the passenger seat as he dove into the drivers seat.

"Princess, no! Stay here!" JJ screamed at me, fear across his face.

"John B don't try to be a hero man!" Pope yelled, but it was too late, John B ran the Twinkie through the fence and took off down the tarmac.