As the mechanics and security personnel gathered around the Gulfstream G650, the tension in the air was palpable. The usual hum of airport activity seemed to fade into the background as everyone focused on the unfolding situation. Richard Callahan, typically unflappable, found himself pacing the tarmac, his mind racing with possibilities. What if Ethan was right? What if there was some truth to his warning?
The inspection team donned their gear and began a meticulous search of the aircraft. Every panel, every wire, every component was scrutinized under the watchful eyes of Richard and his team. Slowly, minutes ticked by, each one stretching into an eternity. The murmurs from the gathered crowd grew louder as speculation and concern spread.
Meanwhile, Ethan stood to the side, clutched by security but no longer struggling. His face was a mix of fear and determination, and for the first time, someone had listened to him. As he watched the professionals comb over the jet, he silently hoped he was wrong—that it was all a misunderstanding and nothing more than a false alarm.
