Love Unspoken

Walter couldn't help but crack up, giving Landon a look. "For real?"

Landon just rolled his eyes, not 'cause he didn't wanna clap back, but he was too lazy to deal with her. Walter wasn't dumb enough to buy her crap either. Walter traced the rim of his cup, looking all deep in thought.

He said, "So, looks like neither of you is of any use."

Abigail's face went pale. "What are you gonna do? You jerk, you said you came to save me!"

Walter shot her a glance. "Didn't you say you didn't trust me?"

"Is it too late to trust you now?" Abigail asked.

"Way too late," Walter replied, deadpan.

Abigail's mouth twitched, feeling stuck.

Walter somehow whipped out a gun, pointing it back and forth between Abigail and Landon. "Who should I off first?" he said, all casual.

Landon stayed chill, and it was hard to tell if he'd given up or just wasn't scared of dying.

Abigail's eyes locked on the gun, feeling a bit freaked out. She tried to hide behind Landon, but it was no use.

Just then, a car pulled up outside, and Walter sneered.

sighed, and

grabbed Abigail's hand, and before she knew it, he dragged

me?"

answer. Once inside, he stopped and said, "Move this

him a

die,

unwrapped the gauze, stuck the tip into the gap between the boards, and pried it up. Below

"Get down," Landon urged.

grabbed the ladder, and

He somehow had a flashlight, and when he turned it on, Abigail saw a bunch of supplies and a

choice but to

crew, searched the place, but

He turned to Walter.

calm, hands in his sleeves, grinning at

go?"

"Who

saw that car outside,"

were tailing me,"

denied it, "Who was

you here?" Walter