The big incident

The car stopped in a big field. Rachael looked out from the car window, trying to discern where they were. It was just an open field with not a single soul.

"Richard, what are we doing here?" she asked as he grabbed her hand roughly.

"Let's go bitch" he ordered, holding her hand and dragging her out.

The strong wind hit her skin as soon as she stepped out of the car. His men were all arranged behind them with guns in their hands. Her hands shook by her side at the thought of getting killed.

"Are you going to kill me?" she asked in fear, but he only scowled at her.

"Can't you keep your mouth shut for once?" he asked as he dialed a number on his phone.

"I got your girl," he said gruffly. "I can't tell you our location, why don't you track us like an expert?" he cut the call

"Relax, your look tense" Rachael heard him, but that didn't do anything, rather it made her more apprehensive.

"Blindfold her," he ordered one of his men.

"What are you going to do with me, Richard? If you kill me,