Chapter 27 Misfits
"Strange, where exactly did it go wrong... Could it indeed involve the Extraordinary Man with the enhanced sense of smell?"
Leonard Churchill eliminated all possible explanations, finally concluding that most likely, the flaw lay in the scent.
He was taking no chances.
At such a critical juncture, any negligence on his part would prove fatal.
For a moment, thoughts surged in his mind, rapidly analyzing the situation.
The footsteps of that fellow just then were very light, he was probably an Assassin Type professional.
This person went straight to car number 16. His purpose was clear: to intercept, to prevent anyone from jumping from the train.
In Leonard's view, this wasn't unexpected. If his pursuers had not reached this standard, they wouldn't have been able to find him in the first place.
But it also proved one thing: the enemy was not sure who the target was, they had only narrowed down the general area to the train cars.