A coach flight attendant peeked in. “Need help?”
“Security’s got it,” Janelle replied with a wink toward her livestream audience. The viewer count climbed past 150.
In row 4C, a middle-aged Black man began to rise halfway from his seat.
“Excuse me, this doesn’t look right. She has a boarding pass.”
“Sir, please remain seated,” Officer Martinez said sharply.
The elderly woman twisted around in her seat, her tone coated in false sympathy. “Honey, she’s clearly trying to sneak her way up here. We’ve all seen it before.”
More passengers began taking sides. A young white woman in 2C shifted uncomfortably but stayed silent.
The businessman’s seatmate nodded in approval. “Finally, someone’s handling it.”
“Ma’am,” Officer Martinez said, stepping closer, “we need to resolve this quickly. The flight is about to depart.”
Kesha looked up at him, her composure unchanged. “I’m waiting for the captain to review the situation.”
