CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY SIX – BOARDING SUCCESSFUL

They sprinted across the tarmac, alarms blaring all around them. Rebecca could hear shouts and the screech of tires as security vehicles converged on their position. The cargo plane loomed before them, its engines roaring as it picked up speed. It seemed an impossible distance, but Milo showed no signs of slowing down. "We're not going to make it!" Rebecca gasped, her lungs burning. Milo flashed her a manic grin. "Not with that attitude, we won't! Come on!" With a final burst of speed, they reached the plane just as it was lifting off the ground. Milo leapt, grabbing onto the landing gear, and reached out his hand. "Jump, Rebecca!" Time seemed to slow down. Rebecca saw Milo's outstretched hand, the ground falling away beneath the plane, and the security vehicles closing in behind them. With a cry of determination, she jumped. For a heart-stopping moment, she thought she had missed. But then Milo's strong hand clasped hers, and he was pulling her up into the landing gear compartm