O'Hare International Airport, Chicago
December 14, 2019 :
Vijenshki checked his ticket which was booked under his name just a few days ago. He remained seated in the waiting area of the airport and double checked his pockets for his phone. For some reason he thought he had misplaced it. But mostly he knew why he was being nervous. It was still too early to not be startled about Irina's absence and to not be somewhat afraid of the thought of flights altogether.
The airport seemed busy. People rushing over to different areas, some planning to get brunches, some helping their families with luggage, few getting ready for riding in their first class flight ticket for the very first time.
"Are airports always this busy?" Vijenshki thought, "maybe not to those who travel very often".
Just as Vijenshki finsihed that thought, he saw a familiar face approaching him. It was Rayman. He greeted him with a smile that seemed very nostalgic.
"How have you been?" Vijenshki spoke.
"Not too bad. So, you agreed for the mission? I never got any word from you" Rayman replied
"Oh yes, sorry, I remain busy for most of the time in school."
"Right-you're a PE teacher now."
"Well, most of my students call me Mister tall."
"They're in middle school, what else did you expect?"
Vijenshki chuckled and asked "do you want to grab something to eat?"
Rayman nodded and followed Vijenshki to the cafeteria.
Fifteen minutes later when they both returned, their seats in the waiting area had already been taken, taken by two other familiar faces - Myra and Garion. They greeted each other after what seemed like an era.
"How long have you been here?" Vijenshki asked.
"I found him" Myra pointed to Garion, "grabbing a snack as he got out of the taxi for the airport."
"I was hungry" Garion shrugged his shoulders.
"You're always hungry" Myra glanced at him
As their chit chat continued, the team had not noticed that yet another familiar face had approached them.
"I hope I was the star of this conversation you were just having, or else I showed up at the wrong time" Ryan had joined the conversation.
CHICAGO ILLINOIS TO LONDON - BRUSSELS AIRLINE 9086 DEPARTURE IN TWENTY MINUTES.
Just a few minutes later an announcement went down. That grabbed everyone's attention.
"Shouldn't Vinsh be here already?" Ryan thought.
"Alright", a man in his late 20s who was seated facing his back to the seating area spoke, "let's go team."
It was Vinsh.
"How long have you been there?" Ryan asked
"Just ok schedule" Vinsh replied
"So, like, thirty minutes before departure?"
"No, three hours"
"Well" Ryan thought "his perception of time is clearly different."
Much like the last time, everyone was excited about the mission, except now the team knew each other a little better. But fear demanded to take a permanent place as they weren't well informed about the specifics of this task. Moreover, it was the general wonderment that made them stick together, if not the curiosity about the fact that they felt their abilities were made for greater purposes.
The Brussels Airlines that connected Chicago to London was to be boarded in a few minutes. The six of them took their seats which again, were mostly vacant. Vijenshki couldn't figure out if it was nostalgic or just creepy. Nevertheless, this meant they could have a conversation in private. Vijenshki hated the flights and so did Rayman. But for entirely different reasons because Rayman felt flight engines were way too loud. Myra felt the seats were much comfortable and wondered if she should visit home for Christmas. Ryan was confused if he should have fallen asleep right then and there on the comfortable seats or waited a little longer since Vinsh was going to fill them up with the details for the missions. Garion was here for the free food and drinks.
Vinsh adjusted his wrist watch, which to Ryan looked different. As per Ryan, the wrist watch seemed like a fitness tracker but Vinsh never mentioned anything about it. A few minutes later when the plane took off and the "seatbelt" sign went down on the screens, Vinsh left his seat and walked towards the team. The middle column with three seats in each row and the column on the right side with two seats in each row made perfect space for all the members to listen to someone and have a conversation.
"I'm sure, you must be familiar with the recent Dartford event" Vinsh started
"The SWAT sniper taking out some dangerous people?" Ryan inquired.
"Yes, apparently they were illegally operating a radioactive machine. But what's more important is the footage the cops got. It had clips of both men that proved how dangerous they were. As of right now, one of them is being held in maximum security prison in Standard Hill."
Ryan felt doubtful of the mission, clearly neither of them were–
"Both of them" Vinsh continued "Brock and Jacob, were my teammates"
Everyone deemed this statement worthy enough of having their attention on, than anything else.
"What do you mean, teammates?" Vijenshki questioned
"For what I have to tell you, it is very important to me, to my teammates who are serving their time in prison and last but not the least, to this mission" Vinsh replied
Everyone kept their ears open for the details.
YOU ARE READING
Across Book 2
خيال (فانتازيا)The NEMYS has been discovered and the mission is crumbling apart. A separate team has been gathered to take control of the situation, but will they be successful in it before another catastrophe strikes?
