“We’re not trained for this. We fly people and packages. This—this isn’t what we signed up for.” Noah looked him straight in the eyes. “I know. But we’re here. And we’re not letting them take this plane.” A sudden hit from the back of the plane made everything shake again.
Harder this time. “They’re trying from both sides,” Noah said. Then everything went quiet. Jamie held his breath. “Why did they stop?” Noah glanced at the radar, though it didn’t tell them anything new now. “They’re figuring out what to do next.”