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."

three assailants on the floor. Jack, still carrying Rachel,

to the door of the banquet hall. Now, after the short moment that they had spent upstairs, everything on the first floor was

around them. All the curtains that had been on the windows

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

hold on Jack and

He stepped back cautiously before setting her down and letting her stand on her feet. Holding onto his arm to maintain her balance, she said, "We have to go

poured over here, but it ignites upon contact with fire. The three men upstairs are responsible

that everything outside was now surely in flames. There was

back up the stairs. A worse fate awaited them if

the call. "Let's go. It's still possible to go through the flames now. Let's go upstairs and contact the

lifted Rachel off the floor. Together, the

the moment. In an attempt to hide her flushed face, she lowered her head and

happening? Why was she feeling

her in his arms.

men. One of the men was conscious now and was anxious to wake his companions but did not expect Jack and his companions

could even panic, the three simply ignored him and passed him by. They headed straight

window they had broken, were scattered on the floor. Jack and Michael carefully made their way past the

upon hearing fire truck sirens from a distance. Outside

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

hurriedly took out his phone

downstairs windows rose up and reached them where they stood. Choking and with watery eyes, they had to move backward. The fire

that Jack had been holding her this whole time, felt

in a low voice,

stretched his right arm down toward the floor and supported her back with his left hand until she could steady herself. When it was clear that she could stand without falling

it was because of the situation they were in or for some other

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

The palm of her hand still hurt slightly. When she turned to look at it, she found several bloody

her swollen ankle, Jack was alarmed. He asked, "What happened to you? You

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

hand. She said, "I fell down.

How careless of her!

had been busy trying to get away, and no one had known that

not find words

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

his arms and steadied her. "Your feet

the crowd downstairs. He and those with him breathed a sigh of relief. The fire truck had arrived. Upon learning that they were fine, Rick felt glad. It was as if it was he himself who had escaped death. Without delay, he ran to the firefighters to figure out how to rescue

expectantly at Marcus' phone as he held it to his ear. When he noticed the nervous look in her eyes, he asked Michael to hold on.

Lea. How is Rachel? I

He looked at Jack and Rachel, who were leaning against each other. He cleared his throat and handed Rachel the phone. "Your friend