Love Unspoken

Seeing Alton's face, Alistair knew he hit the nail on the head. Lucky for him, he had a backup plan and his crew nearby.

"This is total BS. You've been crashing here for days. When did I ever do you dirty? If I wanted you dead, why wait till now?" Alton shot back.

Alistair smirked, "Cut the crap. Walter came to you for a team-up, right? He's scared I'll spill the beans on his stash. You two plotted to off me to shut me up. You think I'm clueless?"

Alton's eyes went wide, almost blurting out, "How did you know?"

He instantly regretted it. He'd just blown his cover.

So he switched gears, "Alistair, this is my turf. My guys are here. You can't run. Let's make a deal. Let me go, and I'll act like tonight never happened. We can talk business again. We're all in it for the cash. Why go all out? What do you say?" Alistair sneered, "Get lost. You think I'm new here? Whether we team up or not is another story. Right now, I just want out. Tell your guys if they move, I'll pop you first. We'll all go down together!"

Freaked out, Alton threw his hands up. "Alright, Alistair, chill. Let's talk. You guys, stay put!"

His crew, hearing that, froze in place, not daring to make a move.

Alistair told them, "Relax. Once I'm out, I'll let Alton go."

He spoke while backing away.

With a gun to his head, Alton was sweating bullets, cursing in his mind. This was all Walter's idea. Why was Alistair gunning for him?

Both sides were in a standoff, and Alistair thought he was home free. But suddenly, a shot rang out, and Alton's body went stiff in his grip.

Alistair was stunned, looking down to see a big, bloody hole in Alton's chest, blood pouring out.

Alton's eyes widened, staring at Alistair with a mix of disbelief, anger, and despair. In front of everyone, he dropped like a rock.

As soon as Alton hit the ground, his crew lost it. They didn't care about anything anymore and started blasting at Alistair. Gunfire erupted.

Colin gulped and glanced at Walter behind him. Walter calmly blew the smoke from his gun.

So this was his way of "helping" Alton?This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

"Walter sure knows how to stir the pot," Alexander sneered.

Nathan nodded, but he also had to give it to Walter. With just Colin, he managed to mess up both sides big time.

"So what's the plan? If Alistair bites it, all our work's down the drain," Nathan asked.

"Head right," Alexander said coolly.

Nathan immediately took the small road to the right.

After a bit, the gunfire started to die down but was still popping off here and there.

Alexander told Nathan to stop the car. He slammed the brakes, parked by the roadside, killed the lights, and they hid in the dark.

Through the car window, they saw flashes of gunfire and a bunch of people chasing through the bushes.