"Well, that was fun." JJ said with as small laugh. Eliza casting him a small, yet playful, glare. Everyone knew that Eliza could never be mad at JJ, it wasn't in her natuee.  "Could've warned us sooner." He was lounged back near the front of the boat. "We would have, except Pope was on the math team." Kie told him. "You were on the math team?" JJ sounded a bit shocked by that knowledge. Lyn laughing a bit more then anyone has ever heard him laugh. It was a nice sound.

But Pope drew everyone's attention back to what was going on. "The cops took everything like it was a crime scene. Did you guys find anything?" He asked. That made lyn look over at them excitedly, curious at what they could have found, JJ sitting up from his reclined position, Eliza's eyes on him "Did we find anything? Mmm don't think so. Oh, yeah, we did." JJ said as he held up the gun acntsnd money with a sly smile crossing his face. "Dummy." Eliza muttered with a smile and a shake of her head. "What the hell?" Pope stood up from   behind boat wheel.  "Dude, what?" Kie said in shock at seeing mostly the gun. "Dude, chill. Come on." Lyn was looking at him with wide eyes  before looking over at Eliza. 'You let him take that?' Eliza looked over at Lyn before sitting down her beer to free both hands. 'I didn't let him take anything, JJ's a dumbass he would have gotten them anyway' she replied. Lyn knew that was true but still, JJ would listen  to Eliza if she talked to him. Sometimes it seems Eliza is the only one who can truly connect and understand him.

"Why would you take that from a crime scene?" Pope asked moving closer to the blonde boy. "It's better than cops having it." JJ argued. Kie looking over at John B. "You serious?" She asked like she was disappointed in him. "In J's defense he was unsupervised." Eliza said, making Kie cast her a small glare. Eliza raised her hands in surrender. "You are right, my bad." JJ chuckled softly sending Eliza a greatful wink, oblivious to the red she turned when he looked away. "I'm gonna lose my Merit Scholarship." Pope said in a bummed voice, like he was so sure of his downfall. "Hey, hey, hey. Sh, sh,sh,sh, sh." JJ said in a soft tone, putting his arm around Pope. "At least you have us right?" He asked patting Pope's cheek. "I'm living the nightmare." Pope said as he moved away to go back to steering. JJ watching him  with a confused look. Eliza moved to Pope's side."You won't lose your scholarship, you are to smart and if they turn you down then they are idiots and don't deserve to have our there." She told him. Pope looking over at her with a shocked look in his dark eyes. "You really think that?" He asked her softly. "Yeah I do."Eliza smiled at him.

The Pouges were chilling by a boat watching as the police gathered around the dock, talking to a man. Soon they took notice of a body being wheeled from the boat. Lyn glanced towards Eliza and saw the distressed look on her face, he gently patted her hand which meant a lot since he wasn't all that big on physical contact. Eliza flinched slightly that's what caught JJ's attention. He put his arm around her and pulled her close to him.  "Ehats wrong Goose?" She hummed softly. "Just a....um old superstition that always stuck with me." She told him. Lyn and JJ both looked at her. 'What superstition?' Lyn questioned her. Eliza sighed softly. "Death always comes in threes, there will be more." It was a eerie warning to say the least.

Lana was walking down when she saw, running over, tears already streaming down her face. "Oh my God....Scotter!" She cried as she reached the stretcher. "Who's that?" Asked John B nodding that direction, Lyn was still looking at Eliza, thinking over her words before looking towards the body on getting stretcher. "It's Scooter Grubbs. He was out during the storm. Check out this pic I got. Dead body," Said a girl that was sitting near them, pulling out her phone to show it. "Insane." Kie muttered as she looked Pope barley whispering a Holy shit. Lyn glanced at the photo but he wrinkled his nose and turned away. JJ was standing and looked over at them. "What kind of boad did he have?"
"Somehow, that dirt bag copped a brand new Grady-White. Everyone's out looking for it." She replied. John B, Eliza and JJ sharing a shocked look.

Back at the Château John B was flipping a bottle, he was leaning against the railing of the bavk deck. JJ was sitting in one chaid, flicking open then twirling his light, Eliza transfixed on the movement, it was almost hypnotic . Kie sitting in the couch, Lyn sitting on the other side of her but his attention was caught by  Pope running up panting. "Okay. So um...we didn't see anything. We don't know anything." He said pointing at each person, sitting down besides Lyn "We need to have total and complete amnesia." Lyn nods slightly, understanding what he meant by it, they could all be in danger for knowing any of this.
"Actually, Pope's right ...for once." JJ said as he stood up. "See, I agree with you sometimes. Deny, deny, deny." JJ said as he walked towards John B, Eliza now sitting up to watch them. Kie looked at them. "Guys, we can't keep that money." She said in a serious tone that held some worry, Lyn nods in agreement casting a look around the group  hoping they could all come to a understanding about this. JJ sighed as he looked over at her. "Okay. Not all of us can afford unlimited data plans, Kiara." Eliza was a bit shocked he sassed Kie that way when it was obvious he was in love with her but he also used her full name and not the nickname.
"We have to pass that off to Lana Grubbs. Otherwise it's bad karma." She said with a small wave of her hands before she leaned her head against one. Pope who had been looking at the ground looked up. "Bad karma to be implicated in a felony, too. We gotta go dark." Pope, the voice of reason, stated. "If that means we get to keep the money, then I agree." JJ said as he looked outside. Lyn sighed softly at that and shook his head. 'Of course you would' He signed. John B lightly hit JJ's arm. "I don't agree." He said as he started walking towards the chair. JJ looked after him. "What? Why?" He asked confused.

"Just think about it. This is Scooter Grubbs we're talking about. Same dude that's buying individual cigarettes at the Porthole. Shit, one time I saw this dude begging for change in the Save-A-Lot parking lot because he needed gas." John B said the group looking at him. "We're talking about a dirt bag marina rat who's never had more then forty bucks in his pocket, and all of a sudden, he's got a Grady-White?" He said in a questioning tone before raising his hands some. "Just saying." Eliza never sat back and really thought about it but now her mind was turning at every dark theme a man could do for money.

Pope was fishing at the dock down from the Château Lyn standing beside him watching, John B and Kie sitting on the railing and JJ fishing and leaning on the railing bit away from them with Eliza between his arms, her mainly holding the fishing rod as he helped her out. "All right, so think about it, Pope. How does a marina rat get a Grady-White?" John B asked.  Pope inhaling sharply before answering. "Prostitution." Eliza wrinkling her nose. "Eww." She groaned making JJ laugh and Pope give her a look. "Not that kind of prostitution." He told her firmly.

"Square groupers, bro. Okay, flying under the radar, no aerial surveillance. They don't do that stuff during a hurricane. What does that mean? JJ?" John B pointed towards the blonde boy. "They were straight smugglin'." JJ said without missing a beat. Eliza leaned back into his chest. "You sound sketchy when you answer that fast."
"Shut up Goose, you think it's hot I'm a bad boy." JJ teased her but made her blush. Lyn smiling as he overheard them, wishing they would get together because once Eliza was officially taken maybe Pope would move on and fall for him. John B looked back at Pope arms to the side to emphasize his point. "Smuggling. And I guarantee there's a serious amount of contraband in that wreck." He said as he glanced between Kie and Pope. "Hell, yeah." JJ said right as his line dipped and started going. "Fish on." Eliza let JJ take the rod fully.

"For the record, if that is a smuggling ship with illegal contraband on the inside of it..." Pope said, the group in John B's room. "Mm-hm?" John B  hummed looking at him. "It probably belongs to someone else."
"Minor details." Eliza said, looking at Pope. She was leaning against JJ's legs.  "They could come looking for it. Taking it would be catastrophically stupid." Pope finished. Lyn smiled. 'Isn't that what this group is good at? Chaotic stupidity?' That made Eliza smile and Pope give him a half hearted glare, showing he really didn't mean anything by the glare.
JJ coming closer and patting his leg,  making Eliza whine as she couldn't lean on him anymore. "Right. Well, stupid things have good outcomes all the time." He said as he fanned out the money. "Hell yeah." Eliza agreed with a laugh. "All we need to do is figure out a way to get into the cargo hold of that wreck. Until then, we just lay low. Just act normal." JJ said as he moved back into his spot, Eliza leaning back against him. Kie was unsure about all of it and it was clear on her face. Pope sighed. "Right. And how exactly do we do that?"  He asked. The group sharing some looks. 'Kegger?' Lyn suggested. JJ nods some. John  B pointing at him before looking at Pope. Eliza grinning widely at that.