Jeremy Thompson struggled up the staircase towards upstairs. The first few levels went smoothly, but as he climbed from the 6th to the 7th floor, he could no longer continue.
Because, right by the entrance to the sky terrace on the 7th floor, stood a tall and powerful man with a grim visage, brandishing a gun with an imposing aura.
This was something Jeremy had not expected. In his mind, people like Emma Osborne, when kidnapping, would at most employ a few louts with machetes or daggers.
It seemed he had underestimated Emma's capabilities, for she had actually hired a man with a gun. And judging by the man's stance, he was trouble - likely quite skilled.
Jeremy, although a regular at the gym and had seriously studied Taekwondo as a child for two years, felt hard-pressed engaging in close combat with the man before him. Even without considering the gun in his hand, Jeremy would struggle to overpower him.
