"You had me worried when I came back up and you weren't there," JJ said as he sat down next to her as John B steered their boat back towards the docks.

Once they'd resurfaced her friends had been super excited at finding a brand new Grady White sunk in the marsh. John B had decided to go and take a closer look using the anchor of the Pogue to get down to the wreck faster. A stunt that Kie had adamantly voiced her concern over. Coralina had a feeling she needed to have a conversation with Kie about her extreme concern over her brother.

Coral hadn't exactly been thrilled with her twin risking his life either especially when he came back up holding a random hotel key. They were on their way now back to the docks to report the wreck to the coast guard who usually had tents sent up to help with the relief effort after a hurricane.

"I got disoriented," she told him, throwing her legs over his lap as she leaned her head against his shoulder. "You scared the shit out of me," he said, wrapping his arm around her.

"You know this is a waste of time, right?" she questioned, "They're gonna be too busy to care about what a bunch of kids found out in the marsh."

"Yeah probably, but we'll let John B think he's got a chance," JJ responded.

"Speaking of chances, have you noticed the overly concerned Kie when it comes to JB?" she whispered into his ear. Smiling he nodded, "Yeah, ever since Cheryl started breathing down your necks again she's been up his ass."

"I'll have to find out what that's about," Coral muttered watching the curly haired girl talking to Pope at the front of the boat.

She got her moment when the boys docked the boat and hopped out heading for the coast guard tent.

"Hey," Coral called grabbing Kie's hand to slow the girl down. Once the boys were far enough ahead of them Coral smirked, "So what's up with you and my brother?" she questioned. Blinking Kie shook her head, "Nothing," she answered, quickly.

"You know it's okay if you like him," Coral assured her. "Coral, we have a rule. Just because you and JJ ignored it doesn't mean I am," Kie responded. Shrugging Coral stopped next to Pope, "I'm just saying."

"Well don't," Kie snapped. Rolling her eyes Coral stood on her tiptoes to see JJ and John B under the tent attempting to get the attention of one of the members of the coast guard.

Before long the two boys were walking back down the docks with John B looking irritated. "So it doesn't look like it went well," Coral observed.

"You could say that again," JJ acknowledged.

"Alright I've got an idea to find out who's key this is," John B announced. Knowing John B's way of thinking Coral glanced at JJ who winked at her. "No, no way. We don't know who it belongs to. It could be like a serial killer or something," Pope argued.

"Oh come on," Kiara said, catching the hotel key that John B threw to her, "You can be our lookout," she said tugging on Pope's arm. "Come on Pope. Let's have an adventure," Coral agreed as she and JJ ran down the dock towards the Pogue.

Standing next to JJ as John B steered the Pogue towards the shore of the Summerwinds Hotel Coral wrinkled her nose, "This place is gross," she stated. "Right. I thought the Chateau looked bad. This place has nothing on that," JJ agreed.

"It looks like a meth lab," Kie chimed in. "Honestly guys this place doesn't look like a place someone with a Grady White would stay. It looks like a place that someone with a Grady White would get murdered," Pope spoke up.

"It's an adventure," John B said.

"That could get us killed."

"Okay this is HMS Pogue coming in for a landing," JJ announced stepping up to the bow with the landing rope in his hand. As the boat ran aground he jumped off and tied the boat off. "We good?" John B called. "We good," JJ returned giving the thumbs up.

"Awesome, let's go," Coral exclaimed, jumping off the boat to land next to JJ. "Coral, can you please keep him from doing something stupid?" Pope begged as JJ threw his arm around Coral's shoulder.

"No promises, Pope," Coral replied. "Yeah I know," Pope responded, rolling his eyes.

"Alright let's get going," John B said, moving to take the key from Kie's outstretched hand. "Hey, be careful," Kie told him, not letting go until he agreed. "Yeah okay," he agreed awkwardly.

"Nothing, my ass," Coral muttered as JJ snorted. "Awkward," he whispered in her ear as John B jumped down next to them and began walking towards the hotel.

"You two coming?" he yelled over his shoulder to the two. "Not," JJ began to yell before John B turned around, "Don't even finish that damn sentence," he yelled, pointing at JJ as Coral laughed.

"Not yet," JJ whispered as the two ran hand in hand to catch up with John B who was already heading up the steps to the second floor.

"So JB what's going on with you and Kie?" JJ asked nonchalantly as they walked down the hotel walkway. "Nothing," John B replied, "She just wants us to be careful."

"Us? I didn't hear her tell me or JJ to be careful," Coral spoke up.

"Exactly," JJ declared, "It's like ever since she found out about your possible exile she's been all 'oh John B just be so careful'," JJ teased rubbing John B's shoulders, "Oh just give me that John D already," he moaned causing Coral to laugh.

Shrugging JJ off John B rolled his eyes, "You're insane. We have a rule no pogue on pogue macking. Just because you two can't follow a simple rule doesn't mean the rest of us are going to break it," he said shoving JJ in the shoulder.

Humming Coral smiled, "The lady doth protest too much, methinks," she laughed, "And in case you're wondering you're the lady," she said shoving her brother.

"Both of you shut up," John B told them before striding down the walkway on the search for the hotel room to go with the key in his hand.

"What was that shit you just said?" JJ asked as they followed behind. Linking arms with him Coral laughed, "It's from Hamlet," she told him, "Shakespeare," she clarified when he still looked confused.

"The Romeo and Juliet guy?" he asked. "The Romeo and Juliet guy," she confirmed as the two caught up with John B stopped in front of a door at the end of the walkway.

"Is this it?" Coral asked. "Yeah, should we knock?" John B questioned.

Stepping up to the door JJ gave it a sharp rap before pitching his voice to sound like a girl, "Housekeeping." Snorting Coral rolled her eyes as she attempted to see in the window, "It doesn't look like anyone is home," she told the boys.

Grabbing the key from John B JJ stuck it in the lock, "Well let's head inside then," he said, twisting the key and pushing the door open.

Exploring the hotel room the three didn't find much at first other than some clothes and a map on the bedside table of the continental shelf. Following JJ into the bathroom Coral pulled the shower curtain back, "Well no dead body," she stated, "That's slightly disappointing."

"Oh please if you came across a dead body you'd probably faint dead away," he told her as he looked through the stuff on the top shelf. "Yeah probably," she acknowledged with a shrug, "Did you just steal his deodorant?" she questioned as he shoved it in his pocket.

"Gotta smell good for my girl," he said with a wink. Humming Coral wrapped her arms around him from behind and ran her hands down his chest before digging into his pocket, "I'd rather you smell like yourself then some other dude," she told him before throwing the deodorant in the trash.

"Coral," he whined, turning around and shoving her lightly against the wall, "You're gonna pay for that," he said before kissing her.

"Hey, you two better not be fucking in there," John B yelled from the hotel room. "God he's such a cockblock," JJ mumbled before letting her go and walking out of the bathroom.

Following behind him they found John B attempting to get into the safe, "Punching shit at random that will definitely work," JJ commented.

Settling herself on one of the beds Coral glanced around as John B continued trying to get into the safe while JJ was studying the maps on the nightstand. Noticing a sticky note sitting on the nightstand she picked it up, "Hey, Genius, try this," she told her brother, handing him the paper.

Hearing the safe click John B pulled the safe open, "Holy shit," the twins voiced together. "Ummm…...JJ, baby you gotta see this," Coral called over her shoulder as John B pulled a stack of bills out of the safe.

"What's up Baby Girl?" he questioned looking over her shoulder, "Fuck!" he exclaimed reaching over John B's head to pull out the gun inside the safe.

"JJ!" Coral exclaimed. "Put the fucking gun back," John B demanded getting to his feet as JJ pretended to shoot the gun around the room.

"Christ almighty JJ you're gonna shoot yourself," Coral hissed. "The safety's on here take a picture of me," he said posing with the gun.

"That's smart JJ let's make our own incriminating evidence," John B huffed, "Put the damn gun back," he demanded.

Hearing something hit the back window Coral narrowed her eyes as she ignored the two arguing boys and lifted the blinds to look out the window. Seeing both Pope and Kie jumping up and down and pointing Coral pulled her head back from the window, "I think we've got company," she hissed.

"Check the window," she told John B pointing to the side window facing out to the walkway. Hurrying to the window he peaked through the blinds, "Fuck, police," he whispered.

In a flash JJ was at the safe closing it as John B hopped over the bed to help Coral open the back window, "Go, go, go," he said, shoving her out the window to the roof.

Scrambling out onto the roof Coral grabbed a hold of one of the pipes coming down the side after Chase pushed her towards it. A second later JJ came out the window and shoved himself behind Coral.

"Are we going to jail?" she whispered.

"No, just be quiet," he whispered back, "And try not to move I don't need a fucking boner with your brother right there."

Snorting Coral leaned herself back against him, "Like this," she teased.

"I swear to God if you two don't keep that shit in your pants," John B hissed from across the ledge.

After watching as the police pocketed some of the cash from the safe and then proceeded to take everything from the hotel room the three waited for them to leave before making their way off the small roof. Running back to the Pogue Coral and John B hopped aboard as JJ untied them.

Once they were untied he jumped into the boat as Pope steered them back out towards the marsh and away from the hotel. Once they got far enough away Pope finally asked if they'd found anything.

"Hell yeah we did," JJ replied, pulling out a wad of cash and the gun. "Are you serious? Why would you take that?" Pope exclaimed. "JJ you were supposed to put that shit back," Coral scolded.

"Relax, Baby Girl," JJ told her before shoving the cash and gun into this bag. "I'm gonna lose my scholarship," Pope moaned.

Deciding to head back towards the dock to see if they could find out why the police knew to go to that particular hotel room Coral settled next to JJ, "You stole the gun," she stated.

"Yeah, gotta protect my girl," he replied. Rolling her eyes Coral kissed his cheek, "Promise me you won't use it. I don't need you getting into trouble." Sighing he promised.

Pulling up to the dock JJ once again jumped out and tied them off before helping Coral out of the boat. "What's going on over there?" Kie questioned pointing to where an ambulance was pulled up to the dock.

"Let's go check it out," John B told them, leading the way around the dock to one of the fishing shacks that some of their friends were standing around.

Hopping up onto an empty ice chest with JJ Coral stood on tiptoe to look over the crowd as John B asked Peeler what was happening. "Dead body," she told him, showing him her phone.

Getting a glimpse of the bloated body Coral felt her stomach turn, "JJ," she whispered before jumping down and taking back off towards the Pogue. Hitting the railing Coral leaned over and threw up into the marsh.

Feeling JJ moving her hair Coral breathed in and out in an attempt to calm herself down. "You okay?" he asked.

"I saw the body and it was like looking at my dad," she whispered, "That's what happened to him," she cried as he wrapped his arms around her and let her cry into his shoulder.

"Come on. Let's get in the boat and wait for the others," he told her, helping her into the boat.

It wasn't long before the other three were climbing back into the boat. Kie asking Coral if she was alright, "I'm okay," Coral assured the concerned girl. "What did you find out?" JJ asked.

"Well we found out the boat belonged to Scooter Grubbs," Pope answered. "How'd that marina rat afford a Grady White?" JJ questioned. "That's the million dollar question," John B responded.

As John B steered them back towards the Chateau he began theorizing about Scooter, "So JJ's right. No way could Scooter afford a Grady White so how does dude get one?"

"Prostitution," Pope guessed with an eye roll. "It doesn't matter the money that JJ took isn't ours. We need to give it back to Scooter's wife," Kie spoke up, "It's bad karma to keep it."

"Not all of us can afford unlimited data plans, Kiara," JJ spit back at the curly haired girl.

"That money doesn't matter," John B stated as they pulled up to the dock at the Chateau. Once the group were back on solid ground John B looked around at them, "Look dude was out during a hurricane. No aerial surveillance, flying under the radar why is that? JJ?"

"He was straight smugglin," JJ declared, taking a puff from his juul. "Smugglin," John B repeated, "And I can guarantee there's a shit ton more contraband on that wreck," he declared.

Making their way inside the group piled around the living room, "Okay so say there is contraband on that boat," Pope said, "Most likely it belongs to someone else and they could come looking for it. Taking it would be catastrophically stupid."

Scoffing JJ reached into his bag pulling out the wad of cash, "Yeah but doing stupid things sometimes has it's benefits," he told the boy waving the money around, "All we have to do is lay low and act normal until we figure out how to get back into the cargo hold of that wreck."

"Well how do we act normal?" Pope questioned. Glancing at Kie Coral smiled, "Kegger," the girls said together.