As long as he remained in the control room, he could keep the engine running, prevent sudden stops, and buy precious time. But what about Ethan? He had no way of knowing if Ethan was holding them off or if he was in danger.
Martin gritted his teeth, the weight of his decision pressing on him like a physical force. If he left the control room, he’d be abandoning the train’s heart, the only leverage they had to reach the station intact.