The car slowed down, but my heart raced faster and faster. I tried to control my limbs, not daring to show even a hint of panic.
If they noticed, escaping would be very difficult.
Just as the car stopped and I was about to open the door, the driver in front suddenly turned around.
At the moment our eyes met, it felt like my heart would leap out of my throat. An intense sense of crisis made me forget everything else as I quickly pulled open the door and bolted.
Just then, a tall figure suddenly emerged from the side, seized my arm, and blocked my way.
My mind flashed with numerous scenarios; I didn't know who these people were sent by, but at the moment, escaping was vital. I screamed for help, "Help! Let me go!"
The man's grip was incredibly strong, his rough hand like a tiger's vice, clutching my arm tightly.