Airplane Scene

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Dreading the takeoff, remembering the deadly takeoff crash of the Marine jet that he alone survived, and feeling guilty to have been the only one to walk away, he gripped the seat so tight that his knuckles turned white.

Submitted: February 26, 2017

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Airplane scene from The Missing Floor Novel

Flash – Fiction 536 Words

Brian boarded the airplane and found his seat in first class, a window seat on the last row. Turning around he noticed the passenger in the aisle seat, first row coach, staring at him. He looked away quickly when he realize Brian noticed.

Dreading the takeoff, remembering the deadly takeoff crash of the Marine jet that he alone survived, and feeling guilty to have been the only one to walk away, he gripped the seat so tight that his knuckles turned white. A husky gentleman took the aisle seat, “relax”, he said as he buckled his seat belt. “You may want to buckle up.”

“Thanks, I had a bad experience once with a takeoff, always makes me nervous.”

 “I’m George, the Air Marshall on this flight we’ll make it Ok.”

“Good to be in safe hands, I’m Brian, investigator for The Metro Insurance Company. Someone took a shot at me as I left work today and I’ve been looking over my shoulder all evening.”

“Wow, you must be on someone’s hit list, getting close to exposing someone?”

“I feel like their trying to stop me from going to San Francisco. I’m a little concerned about that fellow across the aisle in coach, he was studying me real hard when I took my seat. They must know I scheduled this flight.”

“Relax, when they turn off the seat belt sign, I’ll take a stroll to the back and check this guy out.”

As the United Airlines flight leveled out and they turned off the seat belt sign, Brian relaxed and let go of the seat. George got up and slowly worked his way to the rear of the plane, making his routine check for anything suspicious. On the way back he noticed the passenger in question straining to see Brian. George noticed a reflection from his right hand from a small glass object. George pretended to stumble and bumped his shoulder in hopes of getting a better look. It looked like it could be a syringe.

He took his seat and leaned over to Brian, “Whatever you do don’t walk down that isle, I think he has a syringe in his right hand.”

“Thanks.” Assured that George could handle the matter, Brian relaxed and asked the stewardess for a pillow. George and Brian talked over dinner about their family and work, becoming friends and exchanging e-mail addresses. When Brian had to get up, he went to the front restrooms. George carefully let him out and stood in the doorway from coach to block any sudden moves from their suspect.

After a glass of wine, Brian adjusted the pillow next to the window and dozed off. The landing gear hitting the pavement jarred him back to reality. He and George waited until everyone else exited the plane before getting up.

“You take care, Brian, I hope to see you again on another flight.”

“Thanks for letting me get that nap in, you don’t know how much I needed that. I’ll drop you an e-mail and let you know how my investigation turns out.”

“Please do that, I’m interested.”

On guard again, he scanned the plane and checked out the window, before getting up last to exit the plane.


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