Headwind

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“Captain, I think you’d better get back here!” the chief flight attendant said as she burst into the cockpit.

Captain Craig Dayton snapped his head around and began reaching for his seat belt as soon as he saw the worried expression on Jillian Walz’s face.

“What’s the matter?” Dayton asked, aware that his copilot had shifted around in the right seat to look at her as well.

Jillian shut the door and stood in the tiny space aft of the center console, breathing hard and signaling him to wait. She watched a police car pull up on the ramp of the newly opened airport and stop in front of their Boeing 737, its blue lights flashing. Dayton followed her gaze and spotted the patrol car.

“We’re about to get in the middle of a diplomatic crisis,” Jillian said. “The gate agent…”

A voice on the overhead speakers cut her short. “Flight forty-two, operations.”

The copilot lifted his handheld microphone. “Go ahead, ops.”

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