Mysterious Mrs. Pansy

If the problem had been detected before takeoff or during the flight and a safe landing spot could be found, there would be no issue at all.

But no one could say for certain which scenario this particular flight fell into.

As Jane anxiously waited, the appearance of police officers only heightened her anxiety, but there was no way for her to go inside now.

“Now that the police are involved, could this situation be turning for the worst? I’ve tried contacting Patrick several times, but he’s unreachable,” Jane fretted.

Jane attempted to reach Patrick a few more times, with the same result as before, leaving her assistant at a loss for words to console her.

Ordinarily, the presence of police officers here was unnecessary, as the airport had its own security personnel and law enforcement officers. There was no need to bring in additional officers from elsewhere.

As Jane waited, her anxiety continued to mount.

She grew increasingly desperate to know what was happening, making several more phone calls in a row.

She hoped a friend could help investigate the situation with this flight.

The airport was bustling with people coming and going, passing by Jane.

She paid little attention to them, keeping her eyes locked on one particular passageway.

That passageway was where Patrick’s flight was supposed to emerge; she had no interest in any other area.

She was unsure if Patrick and the others would arrive at the expected time, so she watched the scheduled landing time intently.

All she saw, however, was a blank screen, indicating that there was an issue with this flight, hence the lack of information available.

Under normal circumstances, she would have been able to see the flight information by now if everything had gone smoothly.

“At this point, the flight should have landed according to the schedule, but there’s no sign of it,” Jane said with urgency, while her assistant tried to reassure her to be patient.

“Perhaps the flight is just delayed for some reason. Let’s wait a bit longer; maybe we’ll see Patrick and the others disembark soon.”

“We’re positioned at the exit point, where we can see everyone coming out. I’ve been keeping an eye out for Patrick’s figure,” the assistant said.

Given their good relationship and their professional hierarchy, the assistant hoped Patrick wouldn’t encounter any issues.

However, he couldn’t confirm the current situation and could only offer words of encouragement to Jane, hoping for the best.

“Maybe the flight is just delayed after all. Let’s wait a bit longer,” he suggested.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

That was the only excuse Jane could give herself at this point.

“We’ll stay put here and see if Patrick and the others come out. Remember to stay in touch with the others and see if we can find any information about this flight,” Jane instructed, feeling increasingly frantic as her assistant nodded in agreement.

Knowing a few media contacts, the assistant periodically called them to inquire if they had any updates on the flight.

However, all the responses were negative until two hours later, when one of the media contacts finally provided some information.

The flight had indeed encountered an issue, but the specifics were still being gathered urgently, leaving little room for clues.

The assistant had no choice but to end the call, opting not to share this uncertain information with Jane.

The news that the flight had encountered a problem was all they had, but the details remained a mystery, much like when he had reassured Jane.

In the case of a simple flight delay due to weather or technical issues, the assistant felt there was a significant gap compared to the possibility of a disaster, and he didn’t want Jane to be troubled by such thoughts.

Thus, he decided to keep this news to himself until all the flights at the airport had landed.

If Patrick’s presence remained unseen by then, he would inform Jane, considering there might be more accurate information available by then.

As Jane watched the law enforcement officers coming and going, her expression gradually grew more panicked.

“It’s almost time for the last few flights to land. If they all land and there’s still no news, then it’s the end of the shift here,” she remarked anxiously.

“Is there still no news from your end? Don’t any media outlets have any information about whether this flight has encountered any problems?” she asked her assistant, who shook his head.

“No news is good news, actually. If it were a major issue, the airline would have issued a statement by now,” the assistant tried to reassure Jane, who had no choice but to continue waiting patiently.

As the last two flights disembarked without any sign of Patrick, Jane was disappointed. She no longer wanted to wait and needed to gather information quickly to understand the situation.

“Let’s go. We can’t wait any longer. I’ll contact the media reporters myself, and you need to book a ticket for me to go overseas. I need to see for myself,” Jane determined.

Upon hearing Jane’s instructions, the assistant hastened to lead her back, planning to return to the office first. This would allow Jane to feel some sense of relief. She walked slowly, head downcast, refraining from dwelling on any thoughts.

Jane knew that if she allowed herself to dwell too much, she might face a reality she couldn’t bear.

As the passengers from the final flight hurried past Jane, brushing against her shoulder, she paid little notice until she turned and caught sight of someone behind her who bore a striking resemblance to Patrick.