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."

the three assailants on the floor. Jack, still

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

that had been on the windows had burned and fallen

the smoke, Michael fell back in shock. Coughing, he yelled, "Damn it! What the

her hold on Jack and said softly, "Put

glanced at her. 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

said, "I don't know what they've poured over here, but it ignites upon contact with fire. The three men upstairs are responsible

flames. There was no way for

was to run back up the stairs. A worse fate awaited them

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

another word, Jack lifted Rachel off the floor.

was feeling was highly inappropriate at the moment. In

was happening? Why was

her in his arms. When she pressed her face against his chest so quietly, he felt something

to where they had encountered the three men. One of the men was conscious now and was

could even panic, the three simply ignored him and passed him

themselves at the entrance to the most conspicuous balcony. Shards of glass, from the window they had broken, were scattered on the floor. Jack and

truck sirens from a distance. Outside the villa, a crowd had

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

Michael hurriedly took out his phone

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

been holding her

a low

right arm down toward the floor and supported her back with his left hand until she could steady herself. When it

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

had been found. He

palm of her hand still hurt slightly.

alarmed. He asked, "What happened to you? You are

villa. She was the only one who was unfortunate enough to be

her hand.

How careless of her!

everyone had been busy trying to get away, and no one had known that she was still here, she might have perished in

could not find words to express

he did not want to talk about it now. Without a word, he held her. Feeling nervous, she struggled

his arms and steadied her. "Your feet hurt.

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

as he held it to his ear. When he noticed the nervous look in her eyes, he asked Michael to hold on. Then he handed the

Rachel?

Michael said. He looked at Jack and Rachel, who were leaning against each other. He cleared his