"I bet he checked himself outta the hospital. If someone wanted to snatch him, they wouldn''t wait ''til he was all better; they''d have grabbed him ages ago," Quinn said, thinking out loud. Kyle nodded. "Yeah, that''s what I''m thinking too, Mrs. Kennedy. So, are you saying..."


    His face lit up with excitement.


    Abigail, who''d been eavesdropping, finally got it. She stepped up and asked, "Wait, are you saying Alexander''s still alive?"


    Kyle nodded. "He has to be. I just know he''s still out there."


    Quinn didn''t say a word, but her face said it all.


    She nced down at the baby snoozing in her arms. The poor kid still didn''t have a proper name and was stuck being called Sprout. If they kept this up, he might think that was his real name. Quinn had thought of a bunch of names, but none of them felt right.


    She was hoping someone else woulde up with the perfect name.


    Abigail scratched her head, plopped down next to Quinn, and looked at Sprout. "This little dude sleeps like a rock. Doesn''t even care about strangers."N?velDrama.Org ? content.


    Exactly. On the ne, other babies were crying their heads off, but Sprout either slept or stared around with his big eyes, totally chill.


    Kyle thought for a sec and said, "Let''s hit up Bob tomorrow."


    "Would he know anything?" Abigail asked, doubtful.


    Bob''spany wasn''t exactly huge, so he probably didn''t rub elbows with the big shots.


    Kyle shrugged. "Maybe not directly. But if he saw Mr. Kennedy, he''d recognize him. Those guys came to Municity to hunt down Mr. Kennedy, so they must have some serious pull."


    If Alexander was still kicking, he''d be in that circle. Even if he hadn''t met Bob face-to-face, Bob might''ve heard of him.


    Quinn thought it was worth a shot and decided to ask Bob the next day.


    She took Sprout back to the room. Sprout slept all day and turned into a night owl.


    As soon as Quinn hit the bed, Sprout woke up, babbling away.


    He yanked at her hair, all excited, drooling and grinning like a little troublemaker.


    It was like he was gearing up to cause some chaos.


    Quinn freed her hair, plopped him on the bed, and pulled out a wooden figure from her pocket.


    Sprout crawled over and grabbed it right away.


    Quinn had no choice but to let him have it.


    She didn''t catch a wink of sleep that night.


    The next morning, Bob showed up, saying he wanted to take them on a tour.


    Quinn agreed and left Sprout with Abigail.


    Abigail wanted to tag along, but lugging a baby around town was a pain. Plus, she was still half-asleep, so she decided to stay home and nap with Sprout. Quinn and Kyle hopped in the car. Bob started pointing out the local sights, but Quinn wasn''t really listening, her eyes glued to the window.


    Once they got out of the residential area, the streets got busier.


    Kyle pulled out his phone, opened a photo, and showed it to Bob. "Hey Bob, you ever seen this guy before?"