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.

him. Guess it

stayed quiet, not arguing

have

clenched her fists. Every time she heard that, it sparked an

like you know it too, finally starting to self-reflect?" This wasn't Quinn but

and Walter turned to see Alexander strolling over, hands

his shirt was just loose, but the black shirt looked

still kicking,

on a tree stump opposite Walter. They sat facing each other, calm but with tension simmering

good ever came from them being together. Not wanting to hear their bickering, Quinn turned and walked into the

in but peeked out the door to

and Alexander stared each other down,

Kennedy, why you looking at me like that?

being narcissistic, at least use your brain a little. Don't make a fool of yourself,"

wasn't annoyed; he just shook his head

a jerk, at least you're not a coward. Looks like I misjudged you." Walter said, "It's cool. I

so easily

"Where's Landon?" Alexander asked.