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John went towards the cockpit. Suddenly, a voice cracked over the speaker. A voice he would always be able to recognise.
"This is Tulip Jones. I have been authorized to talk to you about your demands and to negotiate with you in the name of the British government. I have to tell you that we do not accept your demand. If you land in the nearest airport, which would be the Heathrow airport in London, we will not take any legal strides against you, as far as you have not hurt anybody on the plane." She stated rather than asked.
One of the men swore, while another one says: "Is it for you to say something like this? Listen. Not only will we kill every one person on this plane, we will also tell them that it was your responsibility that they died. They will each get to make a call to their families, and they will tell them that it was you who killed them, Miss Jones, while they say their final goodbye."
There was a click as he disconnected the connection.
"Go and tell the passengers that they will be saying their goodbyes, now. Every one of them can make just one call, and then they have disposed of. After that is completed, we will crash this plane into Buckingham palace."
After hearing that, John made a move. It was now or never.