Thirty years after Amelia
Earhart vanishes in
the Pacific, Vincent Carlson, designer of her spy plane, now ex-CIA,
searches for the answer to her disappearance. But the search for the
killer takes him and his mysterious Amerisian friend into deeper and
pitched forward and covered her face before she struck the instrument
panel. Her hands bled but she shook it off, stood on the seat, forced
open the top escape hatch. "Fred, Fred! Are you all right?"
small cabin door opened. Fred, his head bleeding, slipped through.
help you." She pulled him onto the co-pilot’s seat. "Did you get the
shook his head.
need it. I know there’s an island around here someplace. Stay put, I’ll
be right back." She edged into the cabin. Water half filled the
fuselage but the empty fuel tanks buoyed the Electra on the dark
swells. The small yellow uninflated raft floated toward her. She
stuffed it into the cockpit.
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