The searing rays of the sun beat down on the earth as the sky glowed a brilliant blue, nary a cloud in sight. The sound of a train approaching clacked through the air, puffs of dark smoke escaped from its smoke stack as it clattered along the tracks.

“Ya better not mess this up,” Jesse warned, crouching low to the dry surface of the ground, cracked and crumbling from a lack of water. “Don’t think our target will be too chatty if we blow out his guts.” His dark eyes shifted over to the dynamite plunger in your grasp.