Chapter 797 - 797: Hold Tight

Gabrielle was thinking of something to distract the kidnappers, so she could getaway. She could fake having a stomach and begging them to give her medication. Or she could use her feminine charm. Didn't a kidnapper drool over her beauty?

If Gabrielle didn't make use of that, she would let that kidnapper down, wouldn't she?

It was a pity when Gabrielle leaned on the window weighing all her ideas. The door was kicked open. She looked around and was astounded.

Why was he here?

Gabrielle looked like she saw a ghost.

The man came over slowly and calmly with an arrogant look. He frivolously lifted eyebrows at Gabrielle, like he was saying, look, no matter whether you chose me or not, you couldn't stay away from me.

Gabrielle looked at his hands. He really liked to mind business, not his. How could he know she was here?

How capable was he to find her even if she was trapped on the mountain?

It was too impressive.

"Are you gonna jump from here?"

Jackson entered the door slowly. On top of his head were dim lights that gave warmth to his body.

But Jackson's look was as sharp as the blade. He said with sarcasm.

It made no sense to ignore whoever came to rescue her. Gabrielle came to Jackson before he came to her, saying, "How could I? See? That window is too tiny and narrow for me to squeeze through."

Jackson looked up and down at Gabrielle and looked at the window. He said, "Yeah. You're right. You'll probably get stuck about..."

Without saying a look, Jackson looked at Gabrielle's b.r.e.a.s.ts.

That was blatant flirtation.

Gabrielle held in the chest and thought of something serious from Jackson's flirtatious look, saying, "How do you get in? Aren't you supposed to be with Evan? Where are Diana's sidekicks? Do you get rid of them all?"

It wasn't typical of Jackson to come here so arrogantly without kicking the kidnappers down. As for why he left Evan's place, she wasn't interested in knowing...

Jackson grabbed Gabrielle's wrist, saying, "You have so many questions. Which one do you want me to answer first?"

Gabrielle said, "It doesn't matter. But why are you grabbing my wrists?"

Jackson said, "Isn't that obvious? I'm taking you out of here."

Gabrielle shook her head, saying, "No, Avery..."

Then Gabrielle reached in her pocket.

Jackson said, frowning, "What are you looking for?"

"My phone," Gabrielle couldn't find hers, "Where's yours?"

Jackson answered, "I don't have one."

"What?"

Gabrielle wondered how could he not have a phone on him?

Gabrielle was in a hurry to contact Avery, so she needed a phone. Hers was left in the theater when she was grabbed.

Jackson said, "You can't use the phone right now." His voice was serious.

Gabrielle looked confused, saying, "Why?"

Jackson stared at Gabrielle and told her one word after another, "Because you're made a target."

What? How could she not know? When was this?

Was it...

Gabrielle suddenly looked up in horror, "Is it K's Clam?"

Jackson didn't answer. He already knew Gabrielle was the snitch. And he blocked any clues leading to her. But K's Clam still found out.

Gabrielle subconsciously grabbed Jackson's sleeves. So was a target now?

Gabrielle said, "What about the kidnapper's phone?" At least, she had to tell Avery she was safe.

Jackson said, "Everyone's phone is forbidden to be used."

Gabrielle said, "What if we lose locations on each other?"

Jackson said, "We talk on the radio."

Fine. No means no.

"Let's go," Jackson grabbed her wrists to leave. Gabrielle refused, "No. I have to stay here for my sister."

Jackson said, "Diana is going after your sister. She has Evan.'

Gabrielle said, "How do you know?" She was surprised that Jackson knew Diana's target was Avery.

Jackson said, "It's not hard to find out."

At the time, there were footsteps. Soon, a man came in.

"Charles..." Gabrielle realized it was Charles. But he didn't shave and looked decadent.

"You should go. I'll stay here for Avery," Charles said, "Get out of here before K's Clam is here."

"How about you?" Jackson looked hesitating. Charles said, "It's my fault to ask K's Clam to help me. And if Diana wants to hurt Avery, I'll be more of a help to her than you."

Charles and Avery couldn't go back to when they were still friends. But deep down, he wouldn't get hurt in any way.

Jackson nodded and looked at Gabrielle, saying, "Can we go now?"

"Charles..." Gabrielle didn't have a problem with Charles. But it was extreme that he spared no means trying to be with Avery. But under the circ.u.mstances, she had to trust him.

Besides, if Gabrielle stayed, she would be a burden.

Gabrielle stared at Charles. Under the decadent look, she sensed a great awakening. Then she looked at her head. For some reason, she thought the color of his hair was odd.

Jackson didn't hesitate and grabbed Gabrielle to get on the sports car he parked in front of the cabin.

Jackson stepped on the gas, and the car went so fast, like flying in the dark night.

If J.O Mountain was the best place for car racing beginners, Wolf Mountain was all car racers' nightmare.

The trail was rocky with gravel. It rubbed against tiles. Some gravel flew after the car drove by.

There was the sound of a clank.

But it sounded like the bullets hit the window and got reflected. The car windows were bullet-proof.

Bullets!

Gabrielle looked behind the car. Several cars drove before the cars driven by Jackson's bodyguards and came after them.

Gabrielle said, "They're coming after us."

Jackson said, "Sit tight!" Then he stepped all the way down on the gas. The engine made great noises and broke the silence of the night.

Howl~ such noises alarmed the wolves, and they howled.

Gabrielle was taught by Jackson. She knew he was good, but she didn't realize he was so good. Tough tricks that he taught her were so easy for him.

Jackson's chin was intense. The line of the side of his face was like an art craft kissed by God.

Jackson put both hands behind the steering wheel, like holding power and fate. He was such a perfect man, and Gabrielle suddenly couldn't bear to leave him.

Jackson said, "Hold tight." It was downhill, and the car flew down like they were in the rollercoaster. Suddenly, bang! When the back tire touched the ground, Jackson sensed tilt.

Gabrielle asked, "What's going on?"

Jackson answered, "The back tire is shot."