Chapter 21 Am I Getting Kidnapped?

• I wore a dazed expression as the man dragged me into the car, and I didn’t even get the chance to cry for help before the man smacked some tape over my mouth. There were three people sitting in the back seat, and I was squished in between the middle of two men. Both of them were muscular men in black suits and black sunglasses—they were exactly like the gangsters that you’d see on television. I let out a wail in my head as I turned to look at both of them. Am I getting kidnapped right now?!
• Being the greedy person that I was, I hadn’t let go of my grocery bags, although I had just been kidnapped. The poor fish was probably suffocating in one of the bags, pointlessly attempting to fight for its life. I considered fighting for my own life as well, but I quickly gave up once I saw the fish in the bag. I realized that my situation was no different from the fish.
• While I continued to picture the sort of possible outcomes of my situation, the car had traveled to a pier. Once we got there, one of the men in black hauled me out of the car before pushing me toward a white yacht. I still had the grocery bags in my hands.