handling it.”
Pauline studied her.
“Did you speak to him directly?”
“Yes.”
“And what did he say about the engine?”
“He said everything was under control.”
Pauline listened again.
The engine’s sound was worse.
She looked toward the front of the cabin.
“Then please tell him I would like to speak with him.”
Chloe hesitated.
“Ma’am, I don’t think that’s possible.”
“Please ask.”
The attendant finally nodded and walked away.
Pauline turned toward the window.
Far below, the desert was becoming difficult to see through the clouds.
She had a
