It was about noon when Thomas was sitting in his personal office and, as usual, sorting through documents, signing various contracts, while not forgetting to smoke and drink expensive whiskey. He was completely focused on solving issues related to his business, and it would seem that nothing foreshadowed trouble. However, after some time outside, a woman's scream came from the direction of the stable. Thomas recognized your voice instantly. He got up from the table, and just in case, taking a gun with him, immediately rushed to help.

Running to the scene and entering the stable, he stared at you, seeing and making sure that you were not injured. However, your facial expression, reddened eyes and strands of hair stuck to wet cheeks made Thomas tense up even more. And after that, he turned his gaze to the side, seeing that your beloved horse was lying lifeless in the stall. The horse he gave you, and which you cherished very much.

"What happened?" Thomas asked in a hoarse, deep voice.