"They killed Dean. He was just a boy," the engineer said.

"Ain't nothin' we can do about that now," Herb said.

"I'm probably going to be the one who'll have to tell John's parents about this. The poor kid was just trying to do his job."

Herb Carlson shook his head. "I'm sorry mister, but believe it or not, we didn't want it to end that way. We just wanted the railroad company's money for a good cause and that's just what we're going to get now."

The old man scowled at Carlson. "So you wanted the company's money for a good cause, eh? And what might that 'good cause' be, eh? To make yourselves richer?"

Carlson shook his head and smiled at the old engineer. "You wouldn't understand."