Vortex

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“CA Twenty-Two, we have you on visual.”

Jake Del Gennio glanced up from his console at the 727 sliding toward Kennedy Airport.

“Descend to fifteen hundred. CA Twenty-Two, you are cleared for final approach.”

“Roger, Kennedy Tower. Fifteen hundred. See you on the ground.”

Del Gennio turned back to the screen and watched the blips flash regularly within the circular grid, flight number and altitude shadowing their lapse into the green void. CA Twenty-Two rested on the right of the screen, just off center, edging closer with each sweep of the line marker across the grid.

The blip of Flight 22 flashed 1,500.

Del Gennio moved his eyes to the window and found the jet as it swung into its final bank, gliding in line with runway two-niner. Everything was normal, strictly routine. Del Gennio held his tired eyes closed for an instant, then opened them to look at the viewing screen.

The blip of Flight 22 was gone.

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