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"THIS SHOULD BE GOOD ENOUGH," JJ ANNOUNCED. He stopped the bike at an intersection on the tracks, and Bree climbed off, releasing the tight hold that she had had on his shirt. They had barely spoken a word to one another, and she wondered why the hell Pope had to stick her with him for the plan. Kie could have gone, and she could have stayed back with Topper and Sarah. The Maybank boy tripped over his own motorcycle, and he called back to her, "I'm good!"
She just shook her head before glancing down the tracks. She could hear the slow chug of an engine, and the ground below her feet was beginning to rumble. The train was close, meaning they had to work fast. "Oh God, you can hear it coming."
"Let's fry this sucker," JJ told her excitedly.
She tossed him the jumper cables that she had had wrapped around her back, and he caught them smoothly before turning back to the tracks. "All right. Okay, now, all you have to do is do your trick and change the current. Don't get electrocuted, please."
"Yeah, no promises with that," he answered, but a smug expression appeared on his face at the warning. It was good to know that she still cared about his safety after everything that he had said and that she was willing to voice said concern even thought she was mad at him. He clipped a cable to the tracks and breathed out, "Three, two, one. And red."
"Moment of truth," she sighed, glancing up at the lights. They were still flashing green, which meant that it hadn't worked.
"Come on, man. Come on. Come on," the Maybank boy muttered in confusion, so confused because it was not changing. He started to rant like he always did when he got nervous. "Okay. That's what he would do. That's literally what my... So then it'd change red... Oh my God. Think, think, think. Okay, what if I blockaded the track? That's what I could do. Maybe put a tree?"
Bree furrowed her eyebrows as she looked down at his contraption, realizing that something was off. He had clipped both ends to the same side, so she moved one of them to the opposite side. She explained, "The train touches both sides of the track." They looked back up at the light, but it still had not changed. "Please, we don't have a plan B."
