Later, the cabin door creaked open, and someone tossed in some grub and a person. The person stumbled and fell right into Quinn''s arms. Quinn held on tight and, in the dim light, saw it was Abigail. Quinn, super relieved, blurted out, "Abigail!"


    Abigail shook her head, and when she saw Quinn, her face lit up. She grabbed Quinn''s shoulders, checking her out, "You okay?"


    "I''m good. What about you?" Quinn asked.


    "Don''t sweat it. I''m fine too," Abigail said, pulling her down to sit. "I thought they were gonna take my kidneys, but they just locked me up for a day."Content ? copyrighted by N?velDrama.Org.


    "Thank God you''re okay." Quinn felt a wave of relief wash over her.


    Feeling guilty, Quinn looked at Abigail and said, "I''m sorry, Abigail."


    "Why are you saying sorry?" Abigail was starving. She grabbed the food off the ground, took a couple of bites, and handed the rest to Quinn. "You gotta eat too. Let''s chow down and talkter." Quinn held the food but wasn''t feeling it.


    Watching Abigail scarf down her meal, she couldn''t help but say, "It was Landon who nabbed us."


    Abigail froze, looking surprised, "Landon? Why does that name ring a bell?"


    After a moment, she remembered, "The new CEO of the Kennedy Group?"


    Quinn nodded, "Yep."


    Abigail had heard Oliver mention him. The beef between him and Alexander was no joke.


    So, she got why he kidnapped them, or rather, Quinn.


    She lost her appetite too, put the food down, grabbed Quinn''s hand, and said, "Then we got nothing to worry about. No one''s selling us or taking our kidneys." "But he''s definitely up to no good," Quinn said, looking worried.


    "What''s that got to do with you? That''s between Alexander and him. It''s Alexander who dragged us into this!" Abigail said.


    Quinn went quiet. What Abigail said made her even less hungry.


    Abigail sighed and muttered, "He probably wants to use you to bait Alexander, right? Are you worried about Alexander?"


    Even though Quinn wanted to argue, she couldn''t deny she was worried about Alexander. If Alexander died trying to save her, how could she live with herself? Abigail said, "Even though I can''t stand Alexander, he doesn''t deserve to die, especially not for saving us. I can''t ept that kind of favor."


    She lowered her voice, "Let''s figure out a way to escape ourselves. Don''t worry. I''ll get you out."


    Quinn was stunned and quickly grabbed Abigail''s hand, warning, "Abigail, don''t do anything crazy. There are mercenaries outside, and they have guns." Landon wanted to use her to threaten Alexander, so she might not be in mortal danger.


    But for Abigail, who knows?


    Abigail gave her a reassuring look, "Alright, chill. I won''t do anything stupid. Trust me."


    Quinn felt a bit more rxed and reminded, "But don''t take any risks. These guys are killers."


    "I know, now eat." She lifted Quinn''s hand and brought the food to her mouth. "Eat first. You''ll need the strength to think of a n."


    Quinn had no choice but to take a few bites.


    The food was meh-not great, but not terrible. It just didn''t hit like the food back home.


    Thinking of the times Walter forced her to eat, she took a few more bites. Landon wouldn''t let her die, so starving herself would only make things worse. Seeing her finish the food, Abigail smiled, satisfied.


    "That''s right, nothing''s more important than eating."