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That was the problem. Markus didn’t believe in random. He was a combat logistician—a man who calculated ricochets and blast radii. Random was a word for people who didn't understand variables.

He walked away. Behind him, three police cruisers screamed into the garage entrance. Lennart dropped the tire iron.

Otto smiled. For the first time in a year, he closed his laptop without opening a suicide note.

“I’m sorry about Lena,” Otto said. “But I think… I think the train didn’t fail.” Riders.of.Justice.2021.720p.BMS.WEB-DL.-Hin Eng...

Otto unfolded a chaotic web of numbers, timestamps, and photos. “Train 741 had a routine brake inspection four hours before departure. The probability of a sudden, catastrophic failure across all four braking systems is 0.003%. But if someone wanted it to fail…” He tapped a photo of a man in a gray coat standing near the maintenance shed. “This man is Lennart Brix. He’s a former mechanic. And he’s a member of a biker gang called the Riders of Justice.”

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That night, they didn’t charge the clubhouse with guns blazing. Markus was a soldier, but he was also a father. He had a daughter waiting at home—a girl who had just lost her mother. He couldn’t give her a corpse for a father. That was the problem

Markus sat on the edge of his daughter’s hospital bed, staring at the beige wall. His wife, Lena, had been on train number 741. The one that derailed three days ago. A brake failure, the news said. A tragic, random accident.

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Otto entered. He was a portly man with a crooked glasses frame and a laptop bag slung over one shoulder. Six months ago, Otto had been Markus’s neighbor. Six months ago, Otto’s wife had left him for a yoga instructor. Otto had tried to kill himself by carbon monoxide poisoning in his garage. It failed because he’d miscalculated the volume of the space. Random was a word for people who didn't understand variables

Back at home, Markus made his daughter hot chocolate. Otto sat on the couch, updating his probability models. The news on the television announced the arrest of the “Train 741 Conspiracy.”

The final confrontation happened in a parking garage. Lennart Brix, alone and desperate, raised a tire iron at Markus.

Markus’s eyes narrowed. “Speak.”

Within a week, the Riders of Justice were not a gang. They were a pack of paranoid, hunted men turning on each other.

“You did what ?” Markus had growled when he found him.