Chapter 685

• Thousands of miles away, in a room lit only by the cold glow of monitors, Thomas was losing his mind.
• His fingers flew across the keyboard, but the screens were a chaotic mess of flatlines and flashing SIGNAL LOST warnings.
• “I can’t find them! Albert, I can’t find them!” Thomas’s voice cracked with raw panic. “The transponders snapped off when the tail blew. One second they were at thirty thousand feet, and the next—nothing! They’re just gone!”