Love Unspoken

Chapter 1550

Chapter 1550

The next day, Quinn hit up the beauty salon again, but the staff dropped a bombshell: Getty had quit. "Quit? When?" Quinn asked, eyebrows shooting up.

"Just yesterday, right after you left. She didn't even bother to grab her paycheck," the staff member said.

Quinn's mind raced. Was Getty running because she was scared of getting locked up again, or did she think Quinn was coming for payback?

"Any idea where she went?" Quinn pressed.

"Nope. That's her business," the staff member shrugged.

Quinn nodded, piecing it together. Getty's sudden exit screamed guilt or fear.

If Getty ended up back in prison, no one would be rushing to bail her out.

Quinn sighed, turned on her heel, and left the salon. If she hadn't swung by, she wouldn't have seen Getty at all. If Getty had any brains, they'd probably never cross paths again. Sitting in her car, Quinn felt a mix of frustration and relief.

She had to admit, Walter was a master at stirring the pot. Even if Alexander hadn't busted Getty out, just seeing her dredged up all those old memories, leaving Quinn in a funk. She pulled out her phone and scrolled to Walter's number, wondering if he'd changed it.

She hit dial, and it rang.

A few seconds later, Walter picked up. "Well, this is a surprise. What made you call?"

"Walter, did you spring Getty?" Quinn cut to the chase.

Walter chuckled. "You give me too much credit. I'm not that slick. Did Alexander put that idea in your head?"

Quinn shot back, "You seem to know Getty's out. Shouldn't you be asking when she got released?"

silence, then Walter laughed. "You've gotten

as good as a confession. Quinn's patience was wearing thin. "What

know exactly what

never come clean. And don't say it's for me; I won't

show

more games. She hung up and tossed her

was, it wasn't hard to guess.

his phone, smiled thoughtfully and turned to his right-hand man. "Check

surprised. "He's in

out. Calvin's been back for ages and hasn't made a move. Doesn't that seem fishy? They're up

pondering

stumbled out of a

streets were deserted. He was plastered, and the two women

Lynch, take it easy," one

I'm not that drunk. I can still show you a good time later," he slurred. The

half-dragged, half-carried Calvin towards his car, tripping over their

to hop in the car, he suddenly doubled over and started puking, spewing

and straightened

His face changed, and he grabbed the attacker's

enough. The knife sank into his gut, the cold steel snapping him back to

and bolted. The attackers didn't care; they were all about

with the knife tried to push it

him drop the knife.

a couple of steps

car door open to block the attack. The guy hesitated, and

stumbled back, and another attacker

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