Stuck in you

Jack kicked the man hard. He dropped onto the floor, writhing in pain.

Seeing this, Rachel was overcome with emotion. Jack approached, bent down, and removed the tape which covered her mouth.

Both of her hands were tied behind her back. With a straight face, Jack carefully but swiftly removed the shoelaces that bound her.

When the laces were removed, an overwhelming feeling of relief came over her. Her eyes welled up with tears.

She felt so lucky. Jack had come just in time.

She remembered how terrified she had been when the three men had said that they would leave her here to die.

She thought about the horrible reality of being thrown away like garbage and with no one knowing where she was.

After successfully freeing her, Jack helped her to her feet. Rachel croaked, "Thank you."

In a low voice, he said, "Seriously? Why so formal with me?"

Rachel opened her mouth and looked up only to find his sour face. He put his arm around her waist, and together, they walked toward Michael. That was when he noticed that something was wrong with her feet.

Frowning, he asked, "What's the matter with your feet?"

Rachel tried to rotate one foot, and a sharp pain shot up her body. It turned out that she had sprained her ankle.

Determined not to be a burden, she clenched her teeth and tried to move her foot again. It hurt even more than it had moments ago.

Awkwardly, she explained, "I think I sprained my ankle. It hurts too much. I can't walk."

Michael kicked the man who was on the floor. When he was sure that the man was unconscious, he turned his head. He saw Jack putting Rachel's arm around his neck and then carrying her with both arms.

Although he knew that it was inappropriate at the moment, Michael couldn't help but let out a loud whistle.

'That's my bro. Way to go, Jack!' he thought.

"Let's go," Jack said.

"Are we going back the way we came?" Michael asked.

Jack replied, "That's our only way out. The gate is locked."

He had found out, while they had been searching for Rachel, that there was no way to open the gate.

"Let's go downstairs first."

assailants on the floor. Jack, still carrying Rachel, headed down the stairs

was small. It had only been burning up to the door of the banquet hall. Now, after the short moment that they had spent upstairs, everything

that had been on the windows had burned and fallen down, setting the carpet

that they had walked through earlier was now engulfed in flames. Choking on the smoke, Michael fell back

on Jack and

her down and letting her stand on her feet. Holding onto his arm to maintain her balance, she said, "We have to go

they've poured over here, but it ignites upon contact with fire. The three men

flames. There was no way for them

was to run back up the

go through the

another word, Jack lifted Rachel off the floor. Together, the three rushed up

could not help but blush. She knew what she was feeling was highly inappropriate at the moment. In an attempt to hide her flushed face, she lowered

happening? Why was she

he could with her in his arms. When

they were back to where they had encountered the three men. One of the men was conscious now and was anxious to wake his companions but

panic, the three simply ignored him and passed

the entrance to the most conspicuous balcony. Shards of glass, from the window they had broken, were scattered on the floor. Jack and Michael carefully made their way past the sea of glass and

sirens from a distance. Outside the villa, a crowd had formed and was steadily

was some distance away. The crowd could not easily see them, and there was no guarantee that anyone would hear them if

hurriedly took out his phone and

the downstairs windows rose up and reached them where they stood. Choking and with watery eyes, they had to

holding

a low voice, "Put me

left hand until she could steady herself. When it was clear that she could stand without falling

was because of the situation they were in or for some other unknown reason, but Jack's thoughtful gestures were magnified infinitely in Rachel's

informed him that Rachel had been found. He then filled him in

escape. The palm of her hand still hurt slightly. When she turned to look

He asked, "What happened

else had successfully left the villa. She was the only one

head and looked at her hand.

How careless of her!

had happened. If everyone had been busy trying to get away, and no one had known that she

not find words to express

that he did not want to talk about it now. Without a word, he held her.

and steadied her. "Your feet hurt. You can

and those with him breathed a sigh of relief. The fire truck had arrived. Upon learning that they were fine, Rick felt glad.

nervous look in her eyes, he asked Michael

Rachel? I want

each other. He cleared his