"Is it the engines?" Luca shouted over the roar of rushing air.
"Seatbelt, signore! Now!" she commanded, her voice trembling. The Choice Emergency Declaration - Prendi il tuo posto
he whispered, almost to himself. It wasn't just a command for the passengers; it was a reminder to himself. He had to be the pilot now, more than he had ever been in thirty years of flying. The Impact "Is it the engines
The plane hit the water not with a splash, but with the force of a concrete wall. The tail snapped. The cabin flooded with the smell of salt and jet fuel. The Aftermath signore! Now!" she commanded