“Please come with me.”
Laura stood.
As she walked toward the cockpit, memories she had spent eighteen months trying to bury followed her with every step.
But she had no idea that what waited beyond the cockpit door was connected directly to the tragedy that had destroyed her old life.
PART 2
The cockpit door opened.
Laura immediately smelled overheated electronics, coffee, and tension.
Captain Andrew Vance sat in the left seat, both hands tight around the controls.
Beside him, the first officer was unconscious with an oxygen mask covering
