you are?”
Pauline’s fingers tightened around the small silver dart pinned to her jacket.
“Someone who knows what that aircraft is telling you.”
Mark stepped closer.
“You’re a passenger. You don’t have access to the flight deck. Now sit down before I have you restrained and arrested.”
Behind him, the cockpit door began to close.
Pauline didn’t raise her voice.
“Then you had better hope the law is the biggest problem you have today.”
The door slammed shut.
And as the aircraft lurched again, the young first officer made the
