The journey to car 4 stretched unbearably, each step filled with anticipation and dread. Martin’s mind churned with possibilities: Was Ethan cornered? Had the thieves already broken through? The absence of information gnawed at him, the suspense turning every second into an eternity.
Ethan was bracing himself against the door to car 4, his arms trembling as he pushed back against the relentless pounding from the other side. The thieves were shouting, their crowbars scraping against the metal frame as they worked to force it open.