Love Unspoken

Walter's gaze fell upon the gun in Alexander's hand, causing him to take a step back. A chuckle escaped his lips as he taunted, "Come now, Oliver.

The game loses its charm when you resort to such tactics.""Do you find pleasure in games?" Alexander inquired, his voice as cold as steel."That depends on the game," Walter retorted, a smug lift of his eyebrow punctuating his words. "If you're audacious enough to brandish a gun, why not muster the courage to end me? Right here, in front of Quinn."

Despite the looming threat of the gun, Walter exuded an air of fearlessness. His laughter was bold and unapologetic, stemming from a conviction that Alexander wouldn't dare pull the trigger under Quinn's watchful gaze.

The source of this confidence was a secret shared only between the two men.Quinn's fingers intertwined tightly, her eyes darting anxiously between the two adversaries. Upon hearing Walter's audacious words, Alexander's gaze shifted subtly, acknowledging Quinn's presence in his peripheral vision.

A smirk tugged at Walter's lips. "You know, Alexander, if you're going to play the villain, you might as well commit fully. Otherwise, you'll end up empty-handed. "His words had barely left his lips when a gunshot shattered the silence of the wilderness.

Quinn, terrified, shielded her eyes. Walter was on one knee, a fresh wound on his other leg seeping blood onto the ground.

Alexander advanced, seizing Walter's collar and staring down at him with icy contempt. "Killing you? That would be too merciful, wouldn't it?"

A flicker of pain crossed Walter's face, but his smile remained intact. "Sounds just like your style," he quipped.

Following his retort, Alexander delivered a swift kick, sending Walter sprawling a meter away. Walter lay on the ground, where the rain had left the cobblestones slick with puddles and mud. His blood mingled with the muck, staining his pristine white suit with large, crimson blotches.

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After a moment, he pushed himself up from the ground and, unfazed by the filth, casually took a seat. Walter turned to Quinn, instructing, "Quinn, lift the hem of your pants and take a look."

Upon his command, she instinctively glanced down, pulling up the edge of her tunic to reveal an object strapped around her ankle.It bore a resemblance to a digital watch, but it was metallic, and instead of time, the screen displayed a countdown.24 hours and 9 minutes.

Quinn froze, a rough idea of the device's purpose forming in her mind.Alexander seemed to come to the same conclusion. Before he could voice his thoughts, Walter interjected, "Don't bother asking about the remote. You know I won't tell you."Alexander's gaze darkened.

His grip on the gun tightened, his knuckles turning white as he fought the urge to blow Walter's head off."Ha ha ha..." Walter's laughter echoed through the wilderness, a hint of madness tingeing his expression. He spread his arms wide, taunting, "Go ahead, Alexander, shoot. Let's die together."Alexander studied him intently. After a long moment, he too, burst into laughter.