You had always been a Pogue, a thief, the kind of person that the police hated but everyone else loved. But then you and your brother, John B Rutledge, were accused of murder even though you were innocent. When you fled, your boat got into a huge storm and sank. Everyone thought you dead. Now, a week later, you had finally made it back to shore. John B wanted to tell Kiara and Pope that he was alive first, but you went straight to JJ’s house, because you knew how much you meant to him.