Ritchie Valens Plane Crash の小説・ストーリー

And then there was the evidence. His father and brother had both died in that plane crash on the way to Germany. Originally, the plan had been to fly separately — standard corporate risk-splitting procedure. But for some reason, Victor, his older brother, had taken a call right before the trip and decided to cancel his own flight… and board their father’s instead. It was the private jet that went down. Fifteen people on board. No survivors. But now someone had reported seeing one of the supposed victims — the family’s financial advisor — alive, walking the streets of Munich. It wasn’t confirmed yet, but if it were true… Julian couldn’t exactly go around asking questions out loud.

She will find a way to get off this island very soon and she will go after Valerie. Valerie must receive the appropriate retribution for shooting Jose. Charlotte is going to kill Valerie. *** “Are you okay?” George wrapped the blanket of Valerie's wet body. He took her to his house. Her body was still shaking with empty eyes, the woman was in shock. After landing on the island of Bali, George took Valerie to a government runway. A secret place used for emergency purposes if their mission required them to escape quickly. His boss apparently responded quickly to his report, because a private company bearing the government logo was waiting for them on the runway.

"More embers than flames. But you. you stayed the flame in me." The plane touched down gently. As the cabin doors swung open and the blast of L.A. air rushed in—warm, dry, and filled with old spirits—Valeria breathed deep, as if she were trying to swallow all the memories down in one swallow. Then she heard it. "VALERIA JAYNE! OH MY GOD!" Her head whipped around towards the stairway.

three months ago hadn’t gone down because of bad weather or engine failure. Someone had accessed its flight system remotely. That kind of digital interference wasn’t something an amateur could pull off. And Clara… Clara was one of the few experts capable of doing exactly that. There was more. In the forty-eight hours before the crash, Valeria had made only two phone calls — both to Clara. Each call had lasted just a few minutes, both placed shortly before the jet lost contact. Piece by piece, the puzzle began to fit. The jet that fell into the Atlantic hadn’t been carrying Valeria at all.

Daniel called some police stations to tell them about the situation at hand and they all followed suit to the address. Getting there everywhere was deserted and it was a beach house so no one could expect more. Valentino couldn't wait so he rushed out and went straight into the house. Before the police had followed, he had already wrecked the place but couldn't find Elizabeth only to find pictures of her being crashed. Valentino stumbled to the ground and before they knew what was happening, He had a panic attack, became unconscious, and was rushed immediately to the hospital.

They would leave only after we boarded the plane. Outside, the car was already waiting for us, with Max driving it. As I helped her inside, she looked up at me, “Are we really going back now?” “Yes,” I said. “This place is not safe.” Soon, half an hour later, the private jet took off from the runway. New York City got smaller as the plane climbed higher in the sky, giving me relief. Nolan was no longer around her. Valerie looked out of the window, her eyes looked rather sad, unlike mine. I reached out and wrapped my arm around her shoulder, hoping my warmth would reach her heart. She didn’t pull away and slowly leaned into my embrace.

*"🎙VAL'S POV🎙** We are in the woods,can’t say the location we really are. I shouldn’t have told him about the dream of making him go out without security, this is all my fault. Why didn’t I get the revelation clearly? It was an attack just like I dreamt, the cab driver was nowhere to be found,before the crash all I could hear was hitting sounds and Prince’s screams, I could remember he was protecting us. I struggled to get up ,my head aching,I could feel the thick fluid from my head when I hit on the floor flowing freely,I didn’t care, I checked myself for possible pain or blood under my skirt but found none,with a bit relief I crawled towards Zoey,she had fainted and then there's a loud s

"The plane crash." A strange feeling crept into my chest. "You believe it was mechanical failure?" I frowned. "Get to the point." Victor nodded once. Then he said the one thing I never expected. "The crash wasn't an accident." Everything inside me froze. For the first time since he entered the room... I was genuinely surprised. "What are you talking about?" Victor's expression remained calm. "The aircraft was sabotaged." "What?" My heart skipped. I stared at him, trying to connect the pieces.

"But we're going down!" I looked out the windshield. A valley stretched out below us, but it was narrow, filled with trees. "Brace!" Julian screamed. I threw myself into the co-pilot's seat, locking the harness. The ground rushed up at us. We hit the tops of the trees, the sound of tearing metal screaming in my ears. The plane spun, clipping a wing, and cartwheeled into the snow. The world became a blur of white and green and crushing force. Then, silence.

Lorenzo's POV Debris from the plane fell from the sky. Lorenzo's expression changed instantly. He rushed toward the service counter, his voice shaking. "About that flight… Was Isabella Valenti on the passenger list?" The staff quickly checked and nodded. "Yes. Ms. Valenti was indeed on that flight." Lorenzo staggered as if struck by lightning. "No. Impossible. She can't be dead. She couldn't—" He ran toward the explosion site like a madman, but the police restrained him. "Sir, you cannot enter. It's too dangerous!"