Obi Wan crouched in the hall next to the coupling connecting the cars, mumbling and chuckling.

"Did you carefully place the charge?" a heavily accented voice behind him asked sharply.

"Yesyesyesyes..." he responded, turning slightly to gaze up at her face. "Don't worry, no one will be hurt. This will simply stop them from reaching Chautauqua and handing off the data."

Natasha nodded. "Nasrin cannot be endangered. You understand?"

"None will be in danger. Not Nasrin, not the lying dogs, not the witch..." he repeated wearily. How tiresome to work with this one, constantly second-guessing, plotting, full of subterfuge and conniving. "The train will simply stop, so the secrets remain safe."