New Tomorrow
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Chapter Nine- A Mother's Good Intentions
Victor was distraught. How would he save a flight full of people along with two federal agents? One of the agents was his only son. Henderson had relayed just moments before that Martin did not have enough fuel to get to Germany no matter how much time was left before the drop.
Also he didn't have the money. He was semi- retired and an investment had fallen through. What could he do now?
Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned to find his wife of over forty years, Elizabeth Marie Fitzgerald. She had an expression that was firm but looking into her eyes, he knew she was scared as much as he was.
"Who did you get to spill the beans this time dear?" he asked.
Elizabeth always could sense when her husband was hiding something. When it came to their only son, she was always very efficient.
"Tell me darling what are the demands?. We have got to try no matter how difficult these scoundrels make it," she declared.
"Liz they want ten million dollars in Germany by 6is. You know we don't have that kind of money," he stated gravely.
Elizabeth shook her head and placed her hand on his.
"Victor Henry Fitzgerald never underestimate the love of a mother for her child. I have some savings put aside for Martin's children. So far he hasn't had any so we will use it to save his life, "she declared.
Victor looked at her astonished.
"Where did you get the money?" he exclaimed.
"I made some wiser investments dear. Anyway fill me in, when and how do these goons want the money?"
Victor froze.
"Honey but Martin doesn't have enough fuel to get to Germany," Victor stammered.
Elizabeth stared back at her husband appalled.
"MARTIN IS FLYING THE PLANE?" she exclaimed.
Meanwhile in the plane...
Martin sighed.
" I am the only one who can fly this plane right now Sam. He won't kill me now unless he wants to die too."
Samantha nodded numbly.
" He can kill me or any of the other passengers to force to keep going. We need to make him understand. There is no way we'll make to Germany. We'll end up with graves somewhere in the middle of Atlantic Ocean."
Martin turned away from her and looked straight ahead.
"Let's pray it doesn't get down to that,"
Moments later they heard footsteps pounding back up towards them. The two some took some deep breaths. It was time to face the music.
" What is our ETA Martin?," Big Mac snickered.
Martin took a deep breath. Samantha spoke up first.
" We don't have enough fuel to get to Germany," she spoke as firmly as possible.
Big Mac growled and stuck his gun to her temple.
Martin stiffened in his seat.
" Big Mac she isn't lying. We don't have enough fuel to get to Germany. Please pick another place. You'll get your money either way," Martin said trying to get him to put the gun down.
Suddenly Samantha winked at him in his peripheral vision and then she slumped forward. Big Mac withdrew his gun.
He tried to wake her up but she didn't budge.
" Does your girl have a heart condition?," Big Mac scoffed.
" She got shot once. She hasn't been right since," Martin replied.
Big Mac growled and muttered," Find a place for us to land then. Then get Victor back on the radio. I better be getting my money."
A few moments after Big Mac walked away, Martin hissed," Sam wake up,"
She opened one eye and smiled at him.
"I got his gun," she retorted.
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