Love Unspoken

Alexander was sprawled on the couch, holding an old, yellowed photo. He glanced over at Daniel, who sat across from him.

Daniel's burns were so severe that he barely looked like the guy in the picture.

Daniel's one good eye was locked on Alexander.

After a moment, Daniel broke the silence. "Why'd you bring me here?"

"You know why. Spill what you know and save yourself some pain," Alexander said coldly.

Daniel chuckled, his scarred face making the smile creepy.

"Look at me. I've already been through hell. What more can you do?" Daniel shot back.

Alexander smirked. He handed the photo to Sean, who was standing nearby, then pulled out a cigarette. Sean quickly lit it for him.

"You don't know me well. You can't even begin to imagine what I'm capable of doing to you," Alexander threatened.

Daniel didn't flinch. "Do your worst. No matter what, I won't talk."

Alexander, with smoke curling around his fingers, looked at him calmly. His smile, shrouded in smoke, turned more sinister.

guts," Alexander mused, "I like people with

if thinking of something, Alexander turned to

his face wasn't burned, his changing expressions would be

gonna do?" Daniel's voice had

told you, something you

guess Alexander's intentions. He could take any torture, but Quinn might

question, and you better

"What question?" Daniel asked.

another photo and tossed it on the table. "Tell me his

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it wore a dark red suit, and was tall and slender, with a hand across his front and a smile on his lips. His slightly

It was Walter.

at it for a long

me you don't

looked at Alexander. "He's the eldest son of the Mellon family, Mark

"So we can't have an honest

a bit angry. "If you

is he really?" Alexander repeated his question seriously, then added, "I might know more than you think, so don't try to fool me. My patience is running thin, and I don't usually