29 April 2012
The tiny winged passenger plane ripped through the feathery clouds as it plummeted towards the earth at uncontrollable speeds. The people inside the plane screamed in terror as they watched the world fly past them as they headed to the North Atlantic Ocean, the wind streaming in through the smashed windows deformed their already petrified faces.
It wasn't meant to end like this. Elizabeth Price sat huddled in her Versace coat in the corner of the plane. Being only 28 she thought she had a few good more years in her, and dying with an employee way below her class was definitely not an ideal way of closing the deal early. Five minutes ago she was comfortably sat enjoying a glass of Perrier-Jouet Champagne with her employee Clive, celebrating a potential business break through in the Caribbean where they were headed. She never wanted to go to the Caribbean in the first place, let alone with him, but business is business and how else would she make her money. Sending anyone else over would have been too risky, too much could have been exposed and besides men generally ruin things, why would this have been an exception? He had to come, as he was the only one who knew, by accident rather than choice. But he swore to protect her and that was necessary in this line of business.
Clive Jones, a good looking 29 year old business man, keeps his cool in most situations, but not this. This was way more than he signed up for. The plane hurtled downwards, throwing his limp body from side to side. He glanced over his left shoulder and caught the pain and fear in Elizabeths beautiful eyes. Even at the heart of danger, in the middle of anyones worst nightmare, she managed to look stunning, make the little time they had left seem longer as he stared deep into her green emeralds. Another loud bang erupted, making the whole plane teeter in its rapid descent and Elizabeth let out another high pitched wail. He snapped out of his daze and took in the new surroundings and didnt like with what he was faced with. An array of different sized luggage was heading straight for him. He closed his eyes and guessed this was the end. At least he would die with the woman he loved.
The plane penetrated the harsh ocean waves, and the water erupted in a ball of mass destruction as it made impact. Four helpless bodies were flung from the aircraft and thrown into the fierce waves thrashing too and throw.
Bermuda Love Triangle Chapter One • Opuss № I