Alexander whipped out his phone and gave it a quick nce. An international number shed on the screen. This time, he decided not to ghost it and put the phone to his ear.


    Quinn got jolted awake by her phone ring. She rubbed her eyes, fumbled for the phone on the floor, and saw it was a call from Abigail.


    She was still on the balcony, having crashed there all night. Lucky for her, no nasty bugs were around, and the asional cockroach didn''t faze her. Quinn dragged herself up and answered Abigail''s call.


    The signal was trash, and Abigail''s voice kept cutting out. Quinn could barely make out what she was saying.


    Quinn grabbed her phone and bolted downstairs to the street, hoping for a better signal.


    Once she found a spot with a decent signal, she called Abigail back.


    "Quinn, why''d you hang up on me?" Abigail asked, sounding annoyed.


    "Bad signal. What''s up?" Quinn replied.


    "I''ming to find you. Where are you? Drop me your location," Abigail said.


    "Got it."This text is ? N?velDrama/.Org.


    Quinn hung up and sent her location to Abigail.


    Forty minutester, a taxi screeched to a halt in front of her, just like yesterday. Quinn jumped up from the ground, eyes glued to the taxi.


    The car stopped, and Abigail leaped out.


    Seeing Quinn, she sprinted over and hugged her tight.


    "Thank God! I finally found you, Quinn! I can''t believe you''re really alive. I''ve been freaking out these past few days, thinking it might be a scam. Now I can finally chill," Abigail said, squeezing Quinn so hard she could barely breathe.


    After a bit, Abigail let go and started pinching Quinn''s face, like she was making sure she was real.


    Just as Quinn was about to say something, an excited voice called out, "Quinn!"


    Quinn turned and was shocked to see Orion. What was he doing here?


    Abigail rolled her eyes. "He insisted oning. I couldn''t shake him. If you don''t wanna see him, just pretend he''s not here."


    Orion had been bickering with her the whole way, but now that he saw Quinn, he couldn''t argue anymore.


    He walked up to Quinn, looking both nervous and excited, and smiled. "It''s been a while."


    Quinn stared at him for a couple of seconds, remembering they used to be married. Seeing him now felt kinda weird.


    She smiled back. "Why are you here?"


    Orion scratched his head, looking a bit sheepish. "I had to see for myself. Everyone said you were dead, but I didn''t buy it. Looks like they were just talking crap."


    Quinn bit her lip, a flicker of guilt in her eyes. "Sorry for making you all worry."


    Abigail threw an arm around Quinn''s shoulder. "No need for that. What are you doing in a ce like this?"


    "It''s a long story. Let''s get outta here first," Quinn suggested.


    "Yeah, this ce is a dump. It''s giving me the creeps." Abigail held her close as they walked to the taxi. With Abigail''s tall frame and Quinn in her arms, they looked like a perfect pair. Once in the car, Abigail suddenly remembered something. She looked around, surprised. "Where''s Alexander? Isn''t he with you?"


    Quinn had filled Abigail in on most of what went down in Las Vegas, so to Abigail, Alexander was just some guy who couldn''t leave Quinn alone.