Chapter 2.
Kris woke up the following morning, with the bad feeling in her stomach still there. She knew something was wrong. She just knew it. She could feel it. She went up from bed, got into the shower, had some breakfast and got ready before heading towards the office. As always, she grabbed the newspaper from the mailbox and tossed it into the car along with her purse. She always read it at the office, it had became a habit.
When she got to the office, the pinto and mustang was all ready in their places. Kris grabbed her purse under the arm and folded up the paper while she was walking up the stairs. A few feet from the office doors, she folded up a news about a plane crash. The plane had landed in the Indian Ocean, and divers had been looking but found no survivors. They were all assumed to have been claimed by the sea. The part that made Kris stop dead in her tracks was `the plane had been rented by a formula 1 race car stable from Los Angeles, and was carrying the drivers, manager and one of the drivers wife.´ Kris dropped her purse and the paper, grabbed onto the wall, and slide down to the floor, breathing heavily. The tears began pouring uncontrollably, and she felt like she was going to pass out.
"Kris? Kris!?"
She heard someone mumbling behind her, then suddenly someone grabbed her and she was scooped up into a pair of strong arms.
Bosley carried Kris into the office and put her down on the couch while Sabrina and Kelly hurried to their side.
"Bosley, what happened?"
"I don't know, she was sitting on the floor outside the room."
"I'll get her purse." Sabrina said, while Kelly and Bosley were trying to comfort Kris.
Sabrina walked out into the hall and found Kris purse and the paper. Her eyes got stuck at a picture in the paper, showing an Air France plane in the middle of the ocean.
"Oh my God!"
"Bri, what's wrong?"Sabrina sat down and read out loud.
"Last night the French airplane lost their communications with the central, and crashed into the Indian Ocean a few miles south west of Java, one of the Indonesian islands. The nearby beaches and the ocean has been searched, but no bodies have been found. The plane had been rented by a… a… a formula 1 race car stable from Los Angeles, and was carrying the drivers, manager and one of the drivers wife, on their way from Paris to Sydney, Australia. The search will continue."
"Oh… Oh my God!" Kelly and Bosley breathed while tears began flowing, Bosley holding a tight grip around Kris who were still crying uncontrollably.
The phone called, and Sabrina slowly rose and clicked on the speaker.
"Charlie?"
"Good morning Angels! Bosley?"
"Not very good…" Bosley answered, tears streaming down his face too.
"What's wrong?" Charlie asked in alarm.
"Jill was on her way to Australia last night Charlie… And evidently her plane crashed in the ocean… They haven't found any bodies…"
"Oh no… Oh no!"
"They haven't found the bodies, so there's still hope." Kelly said, trying to comfort both Kris, herself and the others.
"That's true." Sabrina said, sobbing.
"We have to find her… alive." Kris said, trying to take deep breaths.
"We will Kris, we will."
Just had to to another chapter, the story just keeps coming ^^
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