"Very impressive. Ready to go back?" He held his hand out to her.
Alex nodded and accepted his hand. That minty, tingling, electric feeling crawled up his arm. She had that effect on him every time she touched him.
Weylin was waiting on the other side of the door. He held Alex's crowbar in one hand. "Did you get them all?" he asked, looking around behind them.
"They won't be bothering us anymore," Alex said, taking her jacket off.
"They will send more," he said, peering out the windows.
"And I will take care of those too." Alex stomped ahead of Jack and pushed Weylin aside to get back on the train. She looked down at him ominously. "Get this thing moving before there is more bloodshed."
Jack shrugged up at the kid and stepped into the train. "What's up with you?" he asked Alex.
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