Chapter Three: Make a Move

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We were finally aboard the train together, sitting in our own little section. Barry was beside me, eating, as usual while Snart and I were sitting across from each other, playing with a deck of cards. We were currently playing Bullshit and I was losing, terribly.

"Seven," He claimed, nonchalantly and he was staring at me, his lips in a straight line, no emotion on his face whatsoever. He had a great poker face and it was really annoying. "How do you have that good of a poker face? It's super annoying." I said, aggravated although I understood why: he was a criminal and to be a good criminal, you had to be a great liar. That question earned a smirk from him and Barry looked up to watch us, while I was glaring wholeheartedly at him.

Lesson learned: do not play cards with a criminal. Chances are, you'll lose.

Suddenly, Barry chimed in, "Liz, he's a criminal, what the hell do you expect?"

Snart laughed in reply to that, nodding softly but continued to shuffle the remaining cards in his hands, studying my face with calm eyes.

"Your turn."

I glared at him again, but called an eight, trying to look like I was guilty. So naturally, he called bullshit. I grinned and his face drooped, suddenly realizing that I had tricked him into calling Bullshit. I saw Barry grin wider than anything I've ever seen and went "ooooh" as Snart went to pick up the rest of the deck that was sitting on the table. I saw him almost smile to himself, yet he tried to hide it behind a well-placed scowl.

He looked up at me with a small smile, "that was smart, you got me."

Grinning, I looked over to see Barry smiling at us, his eyebrow cocked, but went back to eating whatever he had a second later, trying to hide the fact that he was ever even smiling in the first place. We restarted the game, I only had about 25 cards, whereas Snart had 27. "Snart, she's beating you now."

I saw him toss Barry a look that seemed like "if you don't shut up, I'll kill you". This made me giggle though and so did Barry, before shutting his mouth while trying to hide the wide smile that graced his lips. "Allen, I will kill you," he muttered, annoyed as he announced the number one. I studied his face for a second, he smiled and there was a glint of mischievousness in his eyes. He was lying.

"Bullshit, Len." I announced, smirking as he rolled his eyes and picked up the card that he just set down. I smiled at him, trying to rub it in his face that I had beat him that time. "One," I announced as I tossed a one down.

He threw down a card next, announcing a two. I stared out the window quietly, my eyebrows furrowing as I saw something outside, moving closer to us at an alarming speed. "Barry, there's something coming towards the train," I whispered softly to the two boys. "She's right, and it's nothing good," Snart added, quietly, looking around at all of the passengers on the train. Oh, how sweet, he was worried about them.

Although I knew if it came down to it, he probably wouldn't give two shits about any of the people on this train.

Barry turned to the window and noticed it coming towards us, "I saw a door on the last car. We can jump out and head for the tree line until they pass." I informed them, quietly as a train tenant walked past us while I gathered up our cards. Snart looked at me, smiled slightly, and then shifted his eyes to the other side of the aisle. "You have the mind of a criminal, Liz." He muttered, giving me a heart stopping smirk.

My chest tightened as I attempted a smile back. All three of us stood up and I grabbed the bag from underneath the table, shoving the cards in—my stomach clenching as I finally began to realize that we were going to be jumping out of a speeding train. I saw Snart's head tilt back, like he was motioning towards the other cart. Grabbing onto Barry's arm, I pulled him with me, following behind Snart as we walked past multiple people in the middle of the train. Tenants gave us weird looks, but I ignored them, grabbing onto Len's arm.

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