Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 353

"Owen, you don't think they tampered with the plane, do you?" Mira's voice trembled. Since her rebirth, she had never felt this kind of suffocating terror. On the ground, she was confident. She had her martial arts, elite bodyguards, and an arsenal of defensive medications. Furthermore, Mavaria had strict security; firearms and explosives were heavily regulated. She rarely feared physical confrontations.

But this was thousands of feet in the air. In a plane crash, no amount of skill or preparation could save you.

Could Lawrence Lance really be psychotic enough to sabotage a commercial flight? And manage to bypass all the rigorous security checks?

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are experiencing some turbulence. Please return to your seats immediately and fasten your seatbelts. Follow the crew's instructions and refrain from using the lavatories. This is normal turbulence, please do not panic," the flight attendant's voice crackled over the intercom, tight with forced calm.

But as the violent shaking intensified, the cabin erupted into screams and panic. Soon, even the flight attendants couldn't mask their terror, their faces draining of color as they clung to their jump seats.

"I'm going to the cockpit," Owen said, his jaw locked.

"I'm coming with you," Mira insisted, gripping his arm.

"Me too," Harvey added.

"What good is a crowd going to do?" Jax Weaver snapped. "Stay put. I'll go."

"I have a medical background," Mira argued. "I might be needed." The agonizing wait was unbearable. If she was going to die, she at least wanted to know why.

"What's a medic going to do? Give the plane a prescription?" Jax scoffed.

But Owen didn't argue. He pulled Mira along. "Let's go."

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