It had taken some persuasion to convince Lieutenant to stay behind, but in the end the old codger decided to stay close to her pretty face. She had revealed the truth about her nun’s habit and he looked at her in a whole new light now. The others left to make another assault on the engine. The team stalked single file along the dark corridors, the muffled clicking and clacking of the rails broken by an occasional heavy bump that rocked the whole train. Periodic hooter blasts warned off crossing road traffic.
Moving between cars in the darkness slowed their already wary approach. They were all embarrassed they hadn’t thought of stopping the train using each car’s handbrake sooner. If they could stop the train, an attack would be much easier to bring off. Closer inspection using a carriage lamp revealed that the screw had been mangled, effectively seizing the brake in an open position.
