Dicloser: I don't own anything so don't sue me.
Notes: Going take a turn in this one. I know how you love that.
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Past The Point
Chapter Seven- Downward Spiral
After a fitful, sleepless night Bosco, Seajae and Susie boarded a plane to New York the next morning. Susan would join them as soon as she talked to her boss at the hospital. It had been a nice weekend, minus the man who killed Chleo coming after Susie. Bosco looked at his wife. She looked tierd. She had been doing to much sleeping lately and he hadn't been helping matters any. Susie was poking at him.
"What honey?" The plane was getting ready to taxi down the run way.
"That man that just got on the plane. It's...Mr. Craine." She wispered.
"What did you say?"
"That man in the tan jacket is the man who hurt my mom." Seajae looked at Bosco and they both looked at the man going down the isle to the rear of the plane.
"Susie are you sure?"
"Yes. He was mommy's boyfriend for three years Bosco." He looked at Seajae.
"We can't do anything till we land in New York. There's no way he can slip past us. If we say calm it will work out."
"We can call for back up."
"He's got airline conections Bosco. We can't risk it." Seajae looked back and saw the man had taken his seat. "Let's just let him sit till New York. I don't want to start trouble now."
"Yeah I guess your right." The plane began to take off. "God I hate this."
"Take off or the fact we have a murder suspect twenty feet from us and we can't do a damn thing about it?"
"Both." Seajae held her husbands hand a prayed the flight didn't take any longer then it needed to be.
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Fifteen minutes in to the flight something happened that no one expected to happen. Two men came out of first class brandishing guns.
"Okay people, everyones stays calm and no one gets hurt." Seajae looked at Bosco.
"This isn't happening."
"Honey this is our world. It's happening." The two men came down the isle.
"This doesn't look good. A murder in the back of the plane and hijackers in the front." Seajae looked over and Susie was sleeping. "Got any ideas?"
"Your the terroist expert."
"These arn't terrorist." One man came up to them.
"Quit the chit chat."
"Sorry." Bosco looked at the large hand gun the man was carring. "Just trying to calm my wife."
"Keep quiet."
"Yes sir." Seajae watched the other man as he went into the area near the cock pit. This wasn't looking good at all. Not good at all.
Notes: Going take a turn in this one. I know how you love that.
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Past The Point
Chapter Seven- Downward Spiral
After a fitful, sleepless night Bosco, Seajae and Susie boarded a plane to New York the next morning. Susan would join them as soon as she talked to her boss at the hospital. It had been a nice weekend, minus the man who killed Chleo coming after Susie. Bosco looked at his wife. She looked tierd. She had been doing to much sleeping lately and he hadn't been helping matters any. Susie was poking at him.
"What honey?" The plane was getting ready to taxi down the run way.
"That man that just got on the plane. It's...Mr. Craine." She wispered.
"What did you say?"
"That man in the tan jacket is the man who hurt my mom." Seajae looked at Bosco and they both looked at the man going down the isle to the rear of the plane.
"Susie are you sure?"
"Yes. He was mommy's boyfriend for three years Bosco." He looked at Seajae.
"We can't do anything till we land in New York. There's no way he can slip past us. If we say calm it will work out."
"We can call for back up."
"He's got airline conections Bosco. We can't risk it." Seajae looked back and saw the man had taken his seat. "Let's just let him sit till New York. I don't want to start trouble now."
"Yeah I guess your right." The plane began to take off. "God I hate this."
"Take off or the fact we have a murder suspect twenty feet from us and we can't do a damn thing about it?"
"Both." Seajae held her husbands hand a prayed the flight didn't take any longer then it needed to be.
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Fifteen minutes in to the flight something happened that no one expected to happen. Two men came out of first class brandishing guns.
"Okay people, everyones stays calm and no one gets hurt." Seajae looked at Bosco.
"This isn't happening."
"Honey this is our world. It's happening." The two men came down the isle.
"This doesn't look good. A murder in the back of the plane and hijackers in the front." Seajae looked over and Susie was sleeping. "Got any ideas?"
"Your the terroist expert."
"These arn't terrorist." One man came up to them.
"Quit the chit chat."
"Sorry." Bosco looked at the large hand gun the man was carring. "Just trying to calm my wife."
"Keep quiet."
"Yes sir." Seajae watched the other man as he went into the area near the cock pit. This wasn't looking good at all. Not good at all.