"Hey excuse me? We found a boat- hey." jj attempts to get his attention.
"Now canine diabetes, it's very..."
"You're going to wanna hear this- sir.." John B slammed his hand on the counter.
"Hey! Calm down." The coast guard yelled at us.
"Your boat? we're not worried about your boat right now." Another man yaps.
"Your dog is a fat fuck." I growl, losing my temper at him.
jj steaks 2 cigs from the desk and we walk outside, giving up.
"Welp, that went well." jj says, stuffing the cigs in his pocket and holding the key.
"So, what's our master plan now?" I sigh, leaning against the wooden railing.
"I know how we're gonna find the guy who owns that boat." jj smiles, spinning the key on his finger.
I stand across from him, smirking and holding my hands out for him to throw the keys to me.
"We don't know who's room that is, it could be anyone's." Pope complains.
jj throws the keys at me, and I catch them. "Come on, nothing to lose." I shrug, now in possession.
"I'm in, I'll be on look out. Come on." Kie says, walking down the dock.
"Finders fee, just saying." John b says as he passes Pope.
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"This place makes the château look like buckingham palace." I say, as we all observe the horrible looking motel.
jj whistles. "This place is a shit show."
"Motel or Meth lab?" Kie adds.
"Doesn't exactly look like the type of place a person with a Grady-white would stay." John B says, turning the corner.
"Nah, looks like the type of a place a person with a Grady-White would get killed." Pope corrects him.
"This is your captain speaking, HMS pogue coming in for landing." jj says, mimicking static again, and jumping off the boat when it hits the land. "Whoo!"
He tied it off.
"We good?- yeah we good." John B stands up. "Agh, here goes nothing." He gives me his hand to stand up and follow him and jj out.
"Hey,"
"Yeah?" John B turns around after we step off the boat.
"Don't let him do anything stupid." he looks at jj.
jj crosses his arms.
"Not him you should worry about," John B says, now looking at me. How offensive.
"Oh we will, don't worry." I say.
"No promises, Pope." jj says, shrugging as if he has no control over his own actions.
"I mean it, we don't know what's in that room."
"Yeah, I'll keep an eye on them." John B reassuringly tells Pope and Kie before we walk in the direction of the stairs.
"Uh be careful." Kie says to John B. "I mean it."
I look over at jj and smirk.
"Yeah." John B smiles, a bit flustered.
"Let's hustle." I say.
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"Why are all these mattresses out?" John B asks, looking at the mattresses.
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