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.

Alexander mused, "I like

thinking of something, Alexander turned to

his face

you gonna do?" Daniel's voice

something you can't

Daniel could now guess Alexander's intentions. He could take any torture,

you one question, and you better answer

"What question?" Daniel asked.

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

complete story. Share the joy of reading with others and

tall and slender, with a hand across his front and a smile on his lips.

It was Walter.

it for a

me you don't know him," Alexander

"He's the eldest son of the Mellon family, Mark

we can't have an

bit angry. "If you don't believe me, why

your last chance. Who 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