"I'm going inside for a minute. I have to check something I found," Charlotte called over her shoulder to Sarge.
"You'll lose your place," he called back.
"Just one minute, Sarge."
Charlotte disappeared into the hangar and Sarge called out, "Brenda McPhee!"
Brenda walked up, crossed out Charlotte's name, replaced it with her own signature, and against her training, did a cursory check of the plane. She trusted that Charlotte's inspection was good enough. All of this took three minutes. Brenda climbed into the cockpit. By the time she finished a quick cockpit check and fastened her seat belt, Charlotte had not reappeared.
The grounds man pulled out the wheel chocks, and gave Brenda the signal to go. As Brenda taxied toward the runway, Charlotte emerged from the hangar. When she heard the roar of her plane speeding down the runway, she looked for Sarge. She saw him talking to a guy in civilian clothes, a dark suit and a fedora pulled low, showing only his profile. Sarge said something to the suit and he turned away, walking briskly to the exit. Sarge saw Charlotte and she gave him a hard look. He, too, turned away. Brenda and the
plane were never seen or heard from again."
Stay tuned.......
