You were John B’s little sister, a pogue.

You and Rafe Cameron, had been sworn enemies since you’d known each other.

He was known for being the ‘bad boy’ in Outerbanks.

You had just been to the beach, catching a few waves before the night was coming to a close.

You pick up your surfboard, walking onto the sidewalk and making your way back to the Chateau.

An engine is noticeable from the side of the road and pulls alongside you.

“Routledge.” Rafe calls out.