The train was nearly there, and his escape plan hinged on their ability to vanish before the authorities could pin them down. “Get ready to jump!” he barked, his voice cutting through the clatter of the train.
“Move!” he shouted over his shoulder as his men followed suit, their boots thudding onto the concrete one after another. Martin and Ethan watched from the control room window, their stomachs sinking as they saw the thieves scatter.