"No, Mr Chairman. Please! You stay inside and I will go and look for him." Ripon requested.
"Do not worry Ripon. My legs are strained anyways." Saying that Barret opened the door of the carriage and stepped down.
The rain started pouring down heavily. Ripon sat inside with his heart beating in a weird way. Fifteen minutes later, he heard the coachman's gut-wrenching scream, and his heart leapt to his throat.
He tried looking out through the small opening first, but the heavily landing rain made everything hazy. Hurriedly he stepped down from the carriage when another scream fell on his ears.
He was soaked in the rain from head to toe as soon as it hit him. He squinted his eyes to scan his surroundings. But the lack of light and the rain made it difficult.
"Mr Chairman? Mr Chairman?" he called at the top of his lungs but got no response in return.