Rafe was tied to a pole in the storage room, his eyes burning with frustration as we made our way to Barbados to search for the elusive blue crown. While Rafe had been out looking for Groff, JJ had caught him off guard, knocking him out cold with a single punch and muttering, "He's not trustworthy." Now, I crouched down beside him, placing a plate of food on the floor, my eyes meeting his as he glared back at me.