Love Unspoken

After a bit, she shoved Alexander away. "We'll talk about it when we get outta here." Alexander gave her a long, hard look, stayed quiet for a sec, then finally let her go.

The cave went dead silent again, and he didn't say another word.

As the night dragged on, Quinn dozed off. When she woke up, Alexander was already gone.

She got up, wandered outside, and looked around, but he was nowhere in sight.

This time, she tried to venture a bit farther but didn't dare go too far. All the trees looked the same, and if she wandered too far, she'd get lost for sure.

She thought for a moment, yanked some vines off the trees, and tied them as markers. After walking for a few more minutes, she found the vine she had tied earlier. So, she had walked in a big circle?

Plus, she saw a bunch of markers on the surrounding trees, proving this method was a bust.

With no other choice, she had to follow the markers back, and even then, it took her forever to return.

She finally realized she couldn't get outta this place on her own.

Meanwhile, when Alexander and Sean's crew rolled up to one of the villages, Alistair had vanished again.

Sean looked at the empty house and groaned, "He slipped away again. That guy's slick."

Nathan said, "This is his turf. He's got a lot of pull and gets info fast. He must've known we were coming and bailed early."

To their surprise, Alistair and Hetastian didn't plan to face them head-on. Every time they got wind of their approach, they bolted.

Before, only their base got blown up, not their whole crew. No matter what, Alistair had more people than they did. Why were they hiding like this? "Why have these two suddenly turned into such chickens?" Matthew asked, puzzled.

Everyone shook their heads and looked at Alexander, who was leaning against the car door, smoking. He seemed lost in thought and didn't react much. Sean walked over to Alexander and said, "Mr. Kennedy, he slipped away again."

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Sean nodded.

"Still no sign of Abigail?" Alexander asked.

Sean replied, "No, Landon moves her every few days. We don't know where they are now. Our resources here are limited, otherwise..."

He was about to suggest Alexander contact the Obsidian Circle for help, but before he could finish, Alexander shot him a cold look.

He instinctively shut his mouth and awkwardly said, "We'll keep searching."

Alexander flicked his cigarette butt on the ground, opened the car door, and got in. Inside was a shirt identical to the one he was wearing. He quickly changed clothes and headed towards the jungle. The jungle was a maze, and even he needed a drone to guide him.

Without taking any detours, it would take three hours to walk back to the cave. Without the drone, he might never find it again in his lifetime.

There was no safer place to keep Quinn. She couldn't escape and had no choice but to stay put.

How he wished the cave could be a bit bigger. It couldn't even fit a bed now.