Chris
As I sat in the plush leather seat, my heart pounded with a mixture of anticipation and dread. The plane was sleek and luxurious, the kind of jet you only saw in movies. I had managed to use my influence to stop the plane from leaving, explaining the dire situation to the airline. A generous donation offer had sealed the deal, allowing me to board and wait for Terrance and Shayla.
Before arriving at the airport, I had spent the entire drive setting up the ambush. Knowing the police were still scrambling to catch up, I called in every favor I had. I knew that Terrance and Shayla would likely reach the airport before the authorities did. The plan was to use the element of surprise and the cooperation of the airport staff to create a controlled environment. Mark and Big Red were key to this operation, and they understood the gravity of the situation.
