Love Unspoken

Landon's crew all bit the dust in that village, and the other two dudes got split up from him. After ditching the village and shaking off the chasers, he was totally out of gas. He pulled over and checked out his gut, which was still gushing blood. He was shaking like a leaf from losing so much blood.

He barely managed to get off the bike and plopped down on a rock, yanking the cloth on his wound as tight as he could. He gritted his teeth, his face all twisted up from the pain. Once he tied the knot, his hands just dropped, his face pale and drenched in sweat. His lips were all cracked and white, and even the tiniest move made them split open. He shut his eyes, trying to catch his breath and save some energy.

By noon, his guys tracked him down. Seeing him all messed up, they freaked and quickly got him into the car, heading back to the valley.

Abigail, with her hands cuffed to a tree, was squatting on the ground, bored out of her mind. When she turned and saw them helping Landon back, her eyes went wide with surprise. She jumped up and craned her neck to get a better look.

Landon's crew sat him by the pool, boiled a big pot of water nearby, and took off his coat, showing the nasty bullet hole in his left side.

Seeing this, Abigail yanked at her cuffs, but it was no use.

Now that Landon was hurt, this was her shot.

backup plan. If he had taken her last night, he

in his grip. If Landon croaked, Abigail would definitely get whacked by his

the bullets, but there's

weakly replied, "Forget it. Just

toolbox. After a quick wipe with alcohol, he

in the arm and one

his face all twisted

her

yelled, "You're doing it wrong! If you screw up, he'll die. Let

and looked back at

look at her. Abigail blinked,

are you