Love Unspoken

Meanwhile, Kyle hit up Alexander to give him the lowdown on some stuff.

Freya was about to get sprung from the slammer.

"So soon?" Alexander was kinda taken aback. He glanced out the window, thinking about Freya.

"Yeah, man, it's been three years," Kyle sighed. A ton of stuff had gone down since Freya got locked up.

Alexander had been busting his butt for years, going toe-to-toe with Landon, but in the end, the Kennedy Group ended up in Getty's hands. Ulysses probably never saw that coming, and Wayne? Even less so.

Kyle kept going, "Oh, and one more thing. Abigail swapped out a SIM card. It's the one Mrs. Kennedy used to use."

"SIM card?" Alexander asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yep," Kyle confirmed.

Alexander squinted and said, "Got it. Don't sweat it."

"Okay," Kyle replied.

Sean to

around the hospital, so he got there in a

strolled out and told Sean to

Originally, there were two cars, but now everything was

the ground, and finally

suitcase, and

it was full of stuff-photos of him and Quinn, a

phone, his eyes lingering on the photos. He

the beach. There used to be more, but Quinn burned them, so he had Kyle print these

at them for a bit, then put them back and grabbed some

he saw Alexander looking at

phone and documents in his pocket, and closed the box. "Put it back," he

handed the documents to Sean, "Send these to Quinn by courier, under Abigail's name." "Why not just give them to

so do

blow a fuse, Sean quickly took the

grabbed his collar, pulling him back, "Write