Love Unspoken

Ordinarily insignificant, that phrase unsettled Quinn each time it echoed in her mind.

Alexander had intended to take Quinn home, but halfway there, he received another call-this time from Wayne. Instead, he ended up taking her to the outskirts.

Police tape barricaded the area, with onlookers craning their necks for a glimpse. Police car lights flashed as people murmured among themselves."Someone died. There was a fire on the hill, and they got burned. Such a pity.""Does anyone live up there?""Not sure, but someone might. That's why the hills are dangerous; it's too easy for a fire to start."Quinn's heart skipped a beat as she turned to Alexander.

They remained in their car, unable to pass through the crowd for a closer look, only able to see lights moving down from the hillside.Alexander lit up a cigarette and settled into the driver's seat of his car to smoke.

Not long after, Wayne called him. "Where are you?""At the scene."Wayne hung up. Within minutes, he materialized from somewhere and pulled open the car door to hop in.

his brows, pondering. Both Wayne and Alexander were at the scene, could it be that they knew the victim?"Let's head back."Obedient,

the backseat. "Valerie's dead, and her two kids too.""Oh? Is that confirmed?"Wayne

it on the side of the road with

devoid of emotion.Wayne bristled at his response. "Your sister's dead.

"Isn't it unconfirmed? Are

for words.But the phone call he had received from Valerie that morning troubled him; it had a tinge of foreboding that this might relate to the contract. Now that he'd

shares would fall to him. How could he explain that without