The other thieves, seeing their leader subdued, stopped in their tracks. They dropped to their knees, their hands raised in surrender as officers closed in. The platform, now bathed in the glow of flashing police lights, erupted with shouts and commands as the situation came under control.
After the debacle, the station master approached Martin and Ethan on the platform, his face a mix of relief and admiration. “You two kept your cool in a situation that could’ve gone south fast,” he said, clapping Martin on the shoulder. “The police are handling the rest, but it’s thanks to you that this train made it here intact.”