"Come, come. Don't hold up. We don't have time. We are weigh anchor soon. I will help you with your cart. Wait, I am coming."
I felt the hairs on my neck straighten, and I panicked when I saw him trying to get off the boat and come near us.
"What are we going to do, Kira?" Brielle asked me fearfully.
"Refuse his offer. Quickly!" I replied.
"No, sir, it's okay. I changed my mind. I think I will stay a few more days in the Red Valley," Brielle shouted to hear her.
But he didn't seem to hear her because the man didn't answer and continued his effort to come to us.
Brielle looked at me with wide eyes full of despair.
"Come on, let's go." I told her, and I lifted the cart in a hurry.
"Quickly Jack, Lucas, Andrew, John get on the boat with your load supposedly doing your job, and obstruct Travis from coming down. Delay him as much as you can and then I will treat you beer. As many beer as you can drink." I suddenly heard a familiar male voice saying very close to us.
