“I’m working on it. But it may not be necessary.” Caleb had grabbed a pair of infrared binoculars hanging from the console and was looking behind him. “I believe I just heard something that sounded very familiar on the road heading toward the railway station.” He focused carefully and then gave a low whistle. “How the hell did he manage to get them here this fast? Wouldn’t you know that MacDuff would pull a stunt like this?” He started to laugh. “I believe the marines have landed. Just in time to reap the glory and cheers from all and sundry. I almost expect a ticker-tape parade.”

“What?” Jane took the binoculars and looked for herself. It was true. Trucks, armored cars, motorcycles all being operated by the marines they’d become so familiar with. All of them were engaged in the attack on Bohdan’s forces. MacDuff himself was at the forefront; she could hear the sound of explosions and saw Bohdan’s camouflage-clad soldiers scattering before them. “Thank God.” She breathed a sigh of relief. “Don’t you say one thing against MacDuff, Caleb. I think he looks absolutely fantastic at this moment.”

Caleb grinned. “Hey, so do I.” He took the binoculars and handed them to Rodland. “Take a look and admire the laird, a man who has even greater timing than I do. Then do you think you can get this train back to the yard double quick so that we can help them out a little?”

“I don’t think they’re going to need it,” Rodland said as he gazed through the binoculars. “They’ve got Bohdan’s guys on the run and most of them are disappearing into the forest.” He handed the binoculars back to Caleb. “Even Bohdan himself. But I’ll get you back to help do a final cleanup.” He started punching the buttons on his computer. “I don’t know about double quick, but it will be—”

Caleb stiffened. “Even Bohdan himself?” he repeated. “You saw Bohdan at the rail yard just now?” He raised the binoculars to his eyes again. “It is him.” He began to curse softly.

Rodland nodded. “I thought it was him. He was on the run heading for the forest with his entourage. I know he got out of that mobile command center he always uses. That old Russian-made Ranzhir is hard to miss.”

“Yes, it is,” Caleb said. “Which means you should put on some speed getting us back to that station so I can see if he’s still there, or if I have to chase him down.”

“Chiswick didn’t mention to me Bohdan was on-site,” Jane said quickly. “Only that he had orders from him to get the two of us.” She felt a chill as she gazed at that expression she knew so well. Caleb was in hunt mode. “Why not let MacDuff and his marines go after him?”