SINCERELY, YOUR DARLA. || ~ jj maybank.

🌿 | The B team. (36)

We walk through this boat port yard where Pope said JJ, Kie and John b where.

I spot the three peeking over something, looking at the huge coastal venture ship.

I scatter over. "Yo."

They all swivel around.

"Whoa! I was about to stab your eyes out." JJ whispers.

I giggle. "You look scared as shit."

"How did you guys even find us?" He asks.

"Pope Geo-located your phone." I nod as I join in looking at wherever they're looking.

"Smart." JJ turns to him.

Pope nods.

"You okay, what happened?" John b grabs Popes shoulder.

"Rafe, round three." Pope says, with sinister tones.

"You freaking kidding me?" JJ whispers.

"Really?" Kie scoffs.

"This was a tie." He clarifies quickly.

We watch as a wooden crate is lowered into the boat with a crane.

"They're holding Sarah hostage." John b tells me.

I look at him. "What?"

"We have to get on that boat." Kie says.

I shake my head. "Literally how?"

"Well, first we gotta get past the goon squad." JJ nods.

"Fine, let's move." John b turns before we spot Pope trailing away. "Pope, what're you doing?"

"I have an idea. Trust me." Pope disappears.

"The fuck?" I whisper.

JJ looks at me while Kie and John b complain about Pope. "Hey, you good?"

I look back to him. "Oh, yeah. I survived."

He nods. "Good. What'd they say?"

I sigh. "Uh, something bout a camp. It's fine, they're obviously bluffing."

He scrunches his eyebrows. "A camp?"

"Like.. one of them ones where they nab you in the middle of night and hold you hostage for weeks." I nod. "One of them wilderness camps."

His expression goes from confused to shocked. "Ricky got sent to one of them, Darl. They're not good."

I blink. "I'm aware."

He grabs my shoulder. "You're not going to one of them. I'll make the fuck sure of it."

I chuckle a bit. "Quit shitting yourself, they're too much of wussies to do that."

"They're?" He arches an eyebrow.

"Oh, Natalie's new rich side piece, Steven."

"Steven. Are you kidding?"

I chuckle a little. "Sadly not."

Suddenly we hear an explosion and look over to see a huge cloud of thick smoke emerging into the air, flames arising too.

Pope comes sprinting towards us as the workers run to sort it out.

"Pope, what was that?" John b grabs him.

He stands up. "Look. That container is going on the ship. We can get in that way." He gestures toward a large grey container in our area.

We all look over.