Love Unspoken

Quinn scrunched up her face.

Walter shot back, "If I had anything to do with it, you think I'd let you bounce outta Las Veges?"

It made sense. Quinn had been mulling it over, but with his ties to Landon, it was hard not to be suspicious.

"So, since you're tight with him, can you get him to let Abigail go?" Quinn asked.

"Tight with him? Who fed you that line, Alexander?" Walter sneered.

"No, I saw you with him before..."

Before she could finish, Walter cut her off, "I was tight with Alexander too, why don't you bring that up?" Quinn was stumped.

Walter didn't seem close to anyone, yet he could vibe with everyone.

Quinn stared at him for a bit and then said, "If you get Abigail out, I'll go back with you."

Walter raised an eyebrow, "Alexander didn't help you get her out?"

"Stop bringing him up. If you won't do it, then forget it," Quinn said, frowning.

chuckled. "You're quick to defend him. Guess it doesn't matter if

stayed quiet, not

have really held you

Every time she heard that, it

know it too, finally starting to self-reflect?" This

and Walter turned to see Alexander strolling over, hands

if his shirt was just loose, but the black shirt looked

kicking,

be pissed," Alexander said, sitting down on a tree stump opposite Walter. They sat facing each other, calm but with tension simmering

ever came from them being together. Not wanting to

her in but peeked out the

stared each other down, neither

laughed. "Mr. Kennedy, why you looking at me like that? Someone

narcissistic, at least use your brain a little. Don't make a

annoyed; he just shook his head with

now to join the fun. Although you're a jerk, at least

admitted it so easily that it

"Where's Landon?" Alexander asked.