“They’re heading for us,” Ethan said grimly. “What do we do now?” Martin glanced at the speedometer. They were only minutes away from the station. “We stall them,” he said. “We just need to hold out a little longer.”
The metallic thudding grew louder as the leader and another thief climbed onto the roof, their silhouettes visible through the control room’s window. Ethan grabbed a wrench from the nearby tool rack, his knuckles white as he gripped it. “If they get in here—”