"What do we do?" Coral whispered as she and Sarah watched as security spoke to Ward Cameron on speaker phone. Hearing Ward's voice made Coral sick to her stomach. Forcing the bile down she looked at Sarah.
"Here, I have an idea," she whispered back hurrying over towards the wall by a garden shed. Flipping open a key pad she hit a few buttons before rushing back over to Coral.
Peaking around the corner Coral snorted when the sprinklers went off, "Genius," she muttered high fiving the girl.
"Shit, not so much," Sarah responded grabbing Coral's hand and dragging her towards the garden shed as security was now heading their way.
Watching security shut off the sprinklers through the slatted door Coral glanced at Sarah when she nudged her. Looking over towards where the she was pointing Coral smiled, "You're coming along nicely Sarah Cameron," she laughed picking up a can of bug fogger.
Picking up the other one Sarah laughed as she followed Coral out of the garden shed.
"Okay, you ready?" Sarah whispered. At Coral's nod the two girls made their way out from behind the wall and into the back yard, "What is going on?" Sarah asked in fake confusion.
"Who are you?" one of the security questioned pointing his gun at the girls.
"I'm Val. This is my sister Vicky. We're house sitting for the Cameron's," Sarah continued as they slowly walked closer.
"You live here?"
"No, we're house sitting," Coral repeated.
"We caught this guy trying to break in."
"What?" Coral fake exclaimed as she and Sarah moved even closer. Glancing at John B, Sarah turned a bright smile on security, "Oh, we know him. He cleans boats for the neighbors," she lied.
"Which neighbors?" one of the security asked doubtfully.
Seeing Sarah hesitate Coral jumped in remembering the gatekeeper on the phone, "The Stanley's. You know down the street," she added smiling.
"What's his name?"
"Gosh, all these questions I'm thinking they don't believe us Val," Coral commented. "I feel the same Vicky," Sarah replied, "What about you Vlad?" she questioned before shooting bug spray into the nearest security guard's face as Coral did the same.
Grunting John B tackled one to the ground before standing quickly and yelling for the girls to get to the truck. Jumping into the back of the truck while Sarah and John B got into the front Coral yelled for them to go as one of the security guards chased after them.
"Hurry! He's coming!"
"I'm going!" John B yelled back as the truck began to move. "Not fast enough!" Coral yelled in return as the guard grabbed her foot, "No, get off me!" she screeched kicking him with her other foot.
Holding onto the side of the truck she gave one final kick before the guard let go falling to the pavement as the truck kept going. Breathing out a sigh of relief she laid back in the bed of the truck, "Some Pogue shit right there," she mumbled.
Sitting up when John B stopped the truck outside of a local restaurant Coral climbed out of the back of the truck as John B and Sarah got out of the front.
"Okay. I have never loved you more, Sarah Cameron!" John B exclaimed as he hurried around the front of the truck towards Sarah. "You lied!" she responded, shoving him back.
Leaning against the hood of the truck Coral listened to the two argue.
"What are you talking about? We're fine."
"No, we're not fine," Sarah replied, glaring at John B, "You lost the only money we had! You almost got us all caught, if not shot! How is that okay?"
"Okay, I'm proactively admitting I screwed up and I am willing," John B began before Sarah cut him off.
"Proactively admitting doesn't do anything," she snapped, "I have lost my father. I have lost my brother. I have lost my little sister. I can't lose you or Coral," she stated, swinging around to look at Coral.
"You won't lose us," Coral assured her, "And we didn't lose all of it," she told them holding up the single bar of gold she had in her hand when security had shown up.
"We're gonna need more than that," John B stated before Sarah snapped her fingers at him.
"No, you don't have a say in anything. From now on we're deciding," she told him pointing between herself and Coral, "First, I'm driving," Sarah declared, heading for the driver's side of the truck before pausing, "I can't drive stick," she remembered.
"Right, well then I guess I'll drive."
"Nope! Sarah may not be able to drive stick, but I can," Coral said with a bright smile. Plucking the keys out of her brother's hand she headed for the driver's side, "You're designated to the bed."
Grumbling John B rolled his eyes before stomping to the back of the truck and climbing in as Sarah got into the passenger side. "Where to?" Coral questioned as she started the truck, looking at Sarah.
Pulling up to the boat dock Coral glanced at Sarah, "You sure about this?"
"John B is right we need more then one bar. So we need their help," she replied as they got out of the truck.
Climbing up onto the freighter that brought them to the Bahamas the three approached the wheelhouse where Cleo, Terrance and Stubbs were.
Catching sight of them Terrance raised his eyebrows at them, "Well look at what the cat drug in."
"I have a proposition," Sarah stated.
"If it involves giving you that rock back, that nugget, forget it. You're lucky I ain't on the phone with the cops right now," he responded.
"We're not worried about that because you saw what was in that safe, did you not?" Coral questioned.
"Yeah, I did."
"And it was exactly what we told you it was going to be, right?"
"Yeah, well, that things gonna be locked up tighter then a clam shell now," Cleo reminded them.
"No shit," Sarah responded, "But the gold isn't staying there. My dad's gonna come down and move it. He'll have to."
"So what are you proposing, a brinks job?" Terrance questioned.
"Think about it. You have a boat that can get us away. You know people and the island," Coral said.
"And I can find out exactly when the gold will be moved," Sarah stated crossing her arms over her chest, "And I'll give you two million."
"So let me get this straight," Terrance said, scratching his head, "You want us to risk going to jail and getting shot for a fraction of what's in that safe?"
"After you abandoned us," Coral reminded him.
"And stole my boat," Sarah added, "We don't owe you shit, but I'll give you ten."
"Ten million a piece," Cleo negotiated.
"A piece?" John B scoffed, "Okay. You know what."
"John B," Sarah interrupted him, silencing him with a look, "Ten million a piece," she agreed.
"Ten million dollars. We're just throwing money away now," John B said throwing his hands in the air in frustration.
Glancing both at Stubbs and then Cleo Terrance held out his hand, "You've got yourself a deal, Sweetheart," he said shaking hands with Sarah.
After spending the night once again on the freighter the group headed back to Terrance's island house. Using Terrance's cell phone Sarah attempted to make contact with her little sister Wheezie.
Once Sarah convinced Wheezie she was indeed alive she sent her on a mission to find out when Ward would be coming down to the island. Hearing the phone she'd been using ding Sarah smiled, "It's on," she told them.
Glancing around to make sure they were alone John B looked at Sarah, "We're really gonna do this? Armed robbery? Are you sure you're cool with this?"
"My entire life, Ward has always gotten what he's wanted. Everyone jumps for him, and I thought it was respect, but now I realize that's fear," Sarah replied, "You and Coral and your dad never jumped for him. He stole from you what is rightfully yours. I'm not gonna let him get away with that. This is for your family and Sheriff Peterkin," she told them.
Leaning forward John B kissed her, "Well let's go game this out," he said standing and heading back up to the house.
Pulling up a map of the island Sarah showed the others where the gold would be going to, "He's going to transport the gold from our house to a private air freight company located here," she told them pointing on the map.
"So we need to intercept the gold before it ever gets on that plane," Coral said.
"Right. There're only two roads that'll take you there. We want to get him in these cane fields right here, south of the airport," Terrance told them pointing on the map, "That's where we spring the trap."
"How do we block off the other road?" John B questioned.
"Leave that to me," Cleo told him with a smile.
While Sarah went off with Cleo and Stubbs to set up the detour and John B went with Terrance to check out the cane fields,
Coral stayed back at the house with Terrance's cell phone.
Curling up on one of the lounge chairs she dialed a familiar number.
"Who's this?"
Smiling she giggled, "Who do you think?"
"Baby Girl?"
"From beyond the grave."
"Fucking Christ, Coral, I never thought I'd hear your voice again."
"You know you can't kill a Pogue," she responded, "How's it going clearing JB's name?"
"We're onto something," he replied, "We found the pilot, of the plane, that took the gold to the Bahamas. His name's Gavin, or was. He's dead now."
"Dead?"
"Yeah, he apparently kept the gun that Rafe used to kill Peterkin. He tried blackmailing Ward so he shot and killed him. Pope got it all on camera, but the camera broke and Shoupe didn't believe us," he told her, "The gun got washed down the sewer drain so we're heading down there to find it."
"Dear God, Ward's just racking up dead bodies. Promise me you'll be careful."
"Careful isn't really in the Pogue style handbook," he replied.
"JJ."
"Yeah, yeah, of course we'll be careful," he assured her, "What about you? What's going on at your end?"
"The gold is here. It's at Sarah's vacation house and Sarah got Wheezie to send her Ward's schedule. He'll be arriving tomorrow to transport the gold. We're working with some locals to steal that shit back. John B and Sarah are with them now going over the plan," she told him.
"Well that sounds more dangerous then searching a storm drain," he commented, "Be careful."
"I will. I can't wait to see you again. I miss you so much."
"I miss you too, Baby Girl," he replied, "Hey, I've gotta go. Kie just pulled up."
"Okay, I love you."
"Love you too."
The next morning Coral found herself standing with Sarah and John B on the edge of a cane field waiting to put their plan into action, "So they're gonna come from that direction. Terrance and Cleo will stop them saying the road is closed and that's when they'll force them out of the truck and then we steal the truck," John B explained to them.
"Alrighty. Well everybody just don't die," Coral said as Stubbs came over the radio. "We've got a truck and two defenders," he reported.
Taking the radio Sarah asked, "But just my dad in the truck with the gold, right?"
"It's two in the truck," he reported back.
"Two?" John B questioned.
"Rafe," Coral realized as Sarah nodded. "Has to be," she agreed.
"Are they armed?" John B asked Stubbs. "To the teeth," he responded.
Sighing John B checked the gun Terrance had given him while they waited.
Hearing the phone Sarah held chime she looked down at the text from one of the local kids, "They just crossed the bridge," she told them.
It wasn't long before the truck carrying Ward, Rafe, and the gold came down the road towards Terrance and Cleo's road block.
Tying their bandanas up around their nose and mouth the three watched as Terrance and Cleo forced Rafe and Ward from the truck at gun point.
Once they had them on the ground Terrance yelled for them to go.
"Come on," John B told them as they took off towards the truck with the gold.
Making it to the truck they whipped around at the sound of Ward yelling Sarah's name.
"You're alive!" he cried as he attempted to get off the ground.
"Hey, don't talk to her!" Cleo yelled as Terrance yelled for Ward to get down.
"Get in the truck!" Coral yelled opening the door and climbing inside as John B began yelling at Ward, "Just get in the damn truck!" she yelled again.
Ignoring everyone Ward stood up as he cried for Sarah.
Pulling the gun he held John B pointed it at Ward, "Stay back," he warned.
It was utter chaos with everyone yelling that no one was watching Rafe, who pulled a gun and aimed it towards John B and Sarah still standing next to the truck.
"Coralina! Sarah!" Rafe yelled.
"Hey!" Cleo yelled pushing Rafe's arm down as he pulled the trigger.
Hitting Ward in the back of the head Terrance yelled for them to go as Cleo took the gun from Rafe. "We gotta go. Get in," John B told Sarah as he ran around to the driver's seat.
"What the hell were you two doing? I said get in the fucking truck!" Coral yelled as John B started the truck and they took off.
"Shit, they're coming," John B realized as Ward's armed escort had finally caught up with them.
"No shit. You two wanted to play happy family reunion on the side of the road," Coral snapped twisting to look behind them to see how close the escort was to them.
"Shut up!" John B yelled as he took a sudden right off the road into the cane fields. Driving farther into the fields he breathed out a sigh, "I think we lost them."
"John B," Sarah whispered shakily.
Turning to look at Sarah, Coral gasped at the hand she held up covered in blood, "I've been shot."