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 doesn't matter if I'm here or

quiet, not arguing

have really held you back," Walter

her fists. Every time she heard that, it

you know it too, finally starting to

turned to see Alexander strolling over, hands in

was hard to tell if he had lost weight or if his shirt was

Kennedy, still kicking,

sitting down on a tree stump opposite Walter. They sat

together. Not wanting to hear their bickering, Quinn turned

followed her in but peeked out the door to

Alexander stared each other down, neither

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

a little.

he just shook his head

Although you're a jerk, at least you're

so easily that it made

"Where's Landon?" Alexander asked.