BigSaltyDog

  All Aboard the Fastest Spanish Train Chapter 5 – The Narrow Escape Wind roared like an angry god across the AVE’s rooftop. Sarah ducked as Candle of Spices swung a steel spice grinder at her head — the size of a medieval mace and twice as deadly. She rolled sideways, boot scraping the curved surface, and spotted her chance. Ahead, between two carriages, there was a narrow maintenance gap — barely wide enough for her to squeeze through. If she could make it, she’d drop down into the dining car and outflank Candle. Salty’s head appeared from the hatch behind her. “Sarah! Move!” he shouted over the gale. She smirked. “You’ll just slow me down, Sergeant!” She darted forward, Candle lunging after her. At the last second, she turned sideways, sucked in a breath, and slipped into the narrow gap like a cat through a fence. The metal scraped her jacket, the train’s coupling rattled beneath her feet, and for a terrifying heartbeat, the ground blurred just inches below. Then — thump!...