A loud, hollow bang echoed through the fuselage.
Passengers gasped. Someone screamed.
The cabin lurched.
The seatbelt sign chimed cheerfully, obscenely out of sync with reality.
The captain’s voice came over the intercom—controlled, professional, but tight.
“Ladies and gentlemen, we’re experiencing a technical issue. Please fasten your seatbelts immediately.”
Claire snapped her book shut.
She leaned toward the window.
Black smoke streamed from the left engine.
Her stomach dropped.
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