Love Unspoken

"Yo, those two groups are going at it," Colin said, eyeing the cars chasing each other outside, then turning back to Walter.

Walter, chillin' with his head propped on his hand, watched the chaos and said, "What a bummer. Guess we gotta find new partners again." Colin got the chills hearing Walter's nonchalant comment.

"Alistair wouldn't actually off Alton, right?" Colin asked.

"Who knows, maybe Alton will take out Alistair instead?" Walter replied.

Honestly, Walter didn't care who bit the dust, but Alistair had to go. If Alistair got nabbed by Alexander, all his channels would be toast.

And if his channels got wrecked, his client list would be worthless.

"So, what's the plan now?" Colin asked.

"Let's go back up Alton," Walter said, cool as a cucumber.

taken aback for a sec, then asked, "Just the

we need,"

sped off in the

base; there was only one way to go. Even if they lost sight of the car,

a minefield. He usually rolled with a crew when

guys as Alistair, who had like forty dudes. Alton might have ten tops, and Alistair had already taken out four. The rest didn't stand a chance against Alistair. Alton had to book it and wait for backup. Once they showed up,

tailing them like a madman, and the tires of the car behind them got shot out. At that speed, the

flipped, slamming into the one in front, which swerved and almost went off the

back, saw the car flip, and knew Alistair was closing in. His heart pounded. Wiping sweat from his forehead, Alton asked anxiously, "How much longer till they get here?" "Should

it! Faster!" Alton

it, hitting 90 miles per hour. The road was twisty and rough, making it super risky. They worried they'd crash before Alistair even caught up. Alistair could see Alton's car now. He leaned out the window

had one goal: catch Alton

was game