December 24, 1997
“If we’re going to make it back in time for Christmas, we have to!” Jack Knight answered, sitting in the pilot’s zitplaats, stoel of his boss’s Lear jet. He flew his boss everywhere around the world; his reward was use of the plane once a jaar for a vacation. This jaar it was Osaka, Japan. He, his wife Karen – eight and a half months pregnant with their seconde child – and their 17-month-old baby boy, Edgar, had just left the island country behind after eleven days in the Orient.
Jack was just turning 23, with light brown hair, an average build, and a thin mustache. He wore...
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