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 carrying Rachel, headed down the stairs

of the banquet hall. Now, after the short moment that they had spent upstairs, everything

black smoke billowed around them. All the curtains that had been on the windows

engulfed in flames. Choking on the smoke, Michael fell back in shock. Coughing, he yelled, "Damn it! What the hell is this? How did this

hold on Jack and said softly, "Put me

stand on her feet. Holding

they've poured over here, but

was now surely in flames. There was no

was to run back up the stairs.

"Let's go. It's still possible to go

Without another word, Jack lifted Rachel off the floor. Together, the three rushed up the

but blush. She knew what she was feeling was highly inappropriate at the moment. In an attempt to hide

was happening? Why was she

walked as fast as he could with her in his arms. When she pressed her face

conscious now and was anxious to wake his companions but did not expect Jack

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

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 Michael carefully made their way past the sea of

outside. The three were relieved upon hearing fire truck sirens from a distance. Outside the villa, a crowd had formed and was steadily

some distance away. The crowd could not easily see them, and there was no

Michael hurriedly took out

up and reached them where they stood. Choking and with watery eyes, they

had been holding her this whole time,

in a low voice,

her back with his left hand until she could steady herself. When it was clear that she could stand without falling back down, he

some other unknown reason, but Jack's thoughtful

informed him that Rachel had been found.

her narrow escape. The palm of her hand still hurt slightly. When she turned to look at it, she

swollen ankle, Jack was alarmed. He asked, "What happened

left the villa. She was the

her hand. She said, "I fell

How careless of her!

away, and

find words to express his

not want to talk about it now. Without a word,

her. "Your feet

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,

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

How is Rachel?

other. He cleared his throat and handed Rachel the phone. "Your friend wants to