Love Unspoken

Alexander dropped to one knee in front of her, their eyes locking. Quinn stared back, her heart doing somersaults. After a couple of seconds, Alexander yanked down his mask.

"It's me," he murmured.

Quinn's eyes went wide, thinking she was seeing things.

"You..." she started, but Alexander put a finger to her lips. "Shh. Let's bounce."

He yanked her up and they bolted.

Quinn stumbled after him, still wondering if she was dreaming or if it was really Alexander.

Just as they hit the door, a mercenary blocked their way. He said something in a language Quinn didn't get.

Alexander didn't waste a second. He snatched the guy's gun and knocked him out cold.

The dude hit the ground with a thud, eyes wide in shock.

Alexander dragged Quinn over the body and they kept moving. Most folks were busy with the fire, but there were still guards around.

As they ran, Sean had already cleared a path and was sprinting towards them.

Seeing his getup, Quinn instinctively ducked behind Alexander.

But then she heard his voice and recognized him.

"Mr. Kennedy, we gotta move. There's a bunch of them ahead. We'll have to fight our way out. Landon and his crew will be on us soon," Sean said. "Let's roll." Alexander turned to Quinn. "Stick close and don't let go."

Quinn nodded, her mind a mess and her leg screaming in pain. She clung to his clothes like a lifeline.

Sean took point, hiding behind a pillar. He spotted a dozen guys ahead, all with walkie-talkies.

If they didn't take them out fast, they'd alert the others, and they'd be toast.

Sean turned to Alexander, and they decided to charge.

Alexander pried Quinn's hand off and had her hide behind a pillar. He grabbed his gun and moved out with Sean.

Quinn clung to the pillar, watching them with bated breath, then glanced back.

The corridor was littered with bodies. More people hadn't shown up yet, and smoke was billowing in the distance. She could smell it faintly. Dressed the same, Alexander and Sean approached. The guys ahead even greeted them.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

But Alexander raised his gun and fired.

Panic erupted. The others scrambled for their guns, but they were too slow. Bullets tore through them before they could react.

One guy grabbed his walkie-talkie and started shouting. Before he could finish, a gun was at his head.

Quinn watched the carnage, her vision blurring. She clung to the pillar, barely able to stand.

Alexander ran back, pulled her up, and said, "Let's go."