Blaze

Kidnapped

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There were three more of them in the car. Namjoo was trapped in the middle, the man's arm tucked around the back of her neck to keep her in place. The car was already speeding off into the street and Namjoo tried to make sense of the situation before she realized she couldn't make sense of the situation. Unless they were kidnappers or random gangsters, but whatever, she needed to get out.

All was calm and quiet at first because she'd stopped struggling. They must have thought they were going to have it easy. Well, she was sure to show them. Moving quickly, she grabbed the hand bouncing off her shoulder and elbowed the man who had her trapped in his arm. Swiftly turning to the side she slammed the face of the one on her left into the window and reached over for the lock of the door. She'd rather roll out even if it was dangerous, but since when hadn't she dealt with dangerous? Thanks to Suho, Namjoo had spent five whole years with dangerous. The scare was kind of immune to her now.

Namjoo was forced to a stop when something cold met with her throat, "Move and I'll slit you."

She froze and felt him force her back into the middle. Her eyes slowly roamed over to his face before she grabbed his wrist and tried to twist it. He was as strong as his size. With a shove she pushed her whole body forward in an act to push the knife from her throat and succeeded. However, when he withdrew his arm back he cut deep into her right arm while the man on her left forced her free arm behind her back to hold her prisoner.

"I warned you," the man growled before replacing the knife back to her throat.

"Hey, we're being followed, so shut up back there." the man in the driver's seat told.

Followed? There was an urge to turn and look out the back window, but she end up cutting her own neck that way. Namjoo silently swallowed. So those two idiots had seen her being taken. They were faster than she'd thought. During the rest of the roller coaster ride she remained quiet in her seat.

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Kris kept his eyes glued onto the black car two cars ahead of them. They were going at quite a speed. If the taxi driver didn't hurry up, they'd lose them in no time.

"Can you step on it?" Kris asked the driver.

"Will do, but there's a lot of traffic here, ya know? Best to be careful if you don't want to die," the driver replied monotonously.

Kris rolled his eyes and turned back to look out the front window.

"Who are they?" Tao asked from the back.

"I wouldn't know the answer to that," Kris mumbled.

Then they silenced. For about a minute the car remained at constant speed, but everything seemed to be going too slow. The black car disappeared in front of a truck and Kris felt his eyes leap all over the place in an effort to sight it again. Swiftly turning his head to make sure that the coast was clear he suddenly grabbed the steering wheel and moved them into the right lane. The taxi driver screamed and tried to fight for the steering wheel, but Kris didn't let go.

"Your left! Your left!" Kris shouted.

Then he turned his head to look back and make sure the car behind wasn't too close to them before switching a lane over again. For about five minutes he zigzagged through the cars on the street like that before he soon realized they were starting for the highway. Confusion slicked his mind and he turned to look at the sign by the side of the road and glanced around. Where exactly were they going?

"I actually don't drive passengers out of the city," the driver told slowing the car down, "you're going to have to get off here or we go back."

"Your job is to follow that car, and you're going to do it at all costs," Kris turned to the driver before he thickened his voice, "do you hear me?"