'Find out, find out, exactly which jet Michael was travelling on!'
Orville sat in his office with a haggard look on his face and a headache.
What the hell was going on lately?
An eventful autumn?
One by one, two by two, one by one.
First his daughter-in-law was seriously injured and in a coma, and now his son has disappeared without a trace!
How he wished that Michael was not on the plane that crashed. ...
For a while, everyone was depressed and listless.
However, on this day, Seraphina received an unknown caller.
The first words the person on the other end said called her to tears.
'Michael! You're okay? Where are you now?'
After so long without movement, Seraphina almost thought that Michael had been tragically killed.
'I'm fine, I'm in E now, which hospital are you in, wait until I get there.'
'Okay, okay ...'
