As Traffic Sat Frozen Behind Flashing Railroad Gates and a Freight Train Thundered Closer Every Second, Drivers Could Only Watch in Confusion as a Tattooed Biker Refused to Leave the Tracks While Protecting Something Hidden Beneath His Jacket That No One Was Supposed to Notice

Cade slowly turned his head, eyes calm but distant, as if calculating something no one else understood. Then he looked down toward the gravel shoulder beside the tracks.

Something had caught his attention.

He stepped off the motorcycle and knelt.

That was when the confusion shifted into unease.

From inside his jacket came a small movement.