The decision to inspect the plane was met with a mix of skepticism and curiosity. Richard watched as the ground crew, along with airport security, converged on the jet, their expressions a blend of professionalism and concern. The airport buzzed with a flurry of activity, and whispers spread quickly among onlookers and staff.
As the team got to work, Richard approached Ethan, who stood nervously, still held by the security guard. Richard motioned for the guard to release him. “Ethan, can you tell me more about what you saw?” he asked.
Ethan hesitated, glancing around at the unfamiliar faces, but the urgency in his eyes remained. “I sleep near the hangars sometimes,” he began, his voice steadier now that someone was listening. “It’s quieter there. Last night, I saw two men go under your plane. They didn’t look like they belonged there. I… I thought I saw them place something metallic near the fuel tank.”
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