“There’s an oncoming train at the next intersection,” Jenni said.

“I see it.”

“But you still have your foot on mine, and we have to stop.”

“No, we have to cross those tracks before the train reaches the intersection.”

Jenni’s eyes widened. “You’re crazy! We’ll never make it. It’s too fast, and we’re too far away!”

“We’re not stopping.” Arrin pressed harder on Jenni’s foot.

“You’re going to kill us!”

“Perhaps.”

The next moment they were crossing the tracks and the monorail was bearing down upon them.

Jenni screamed and let go of the steering wheel to cover her face with her hands. Arrin dropped his gun and grab...

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