Chapter 136

Inside the kitchen. Jessica could hear the gunfire outside, so she was curled up tightly in her hiding spot. Compared to the chaos outside, the kitchen was eerily quiet—no one had come in yet. That meant she was safe, at least for now. Once the shots stopped, she still didn't dare to move. She was hanging on to the hope that Clara would come find her. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps echoed—her heart jumped into her throat. Was it one of the thugs? Clara was alone. If there were so many of them, maybe she'd already been caught. If that was true, then Jessica had no way out either... Tears welled up in her eyes, and her whole body trembled. Then, the box lid flew open! "Ah! Don't take me! Please let me go!" she screamed. A sweaty, gasping man yanked open the lid and grabbed her by the neck. "Don't move. Shut up," he warned in a harsh whisper. He was injured. He must've rushed in here trying to hide and ran straight for this box, only to find her already inside. Jessica stared at him in