Chapter 60 : Getting Her Back

I stared at the plane as it raced down the runway and took off. Olivia was gone.

My focus shifted to my reflection in the glass. My hair was a mess, sweat trickled down my face and my suit jacket was wrinkled. I looked as awful as I felt. I ran my hands through my hair and smoothed it back. I straightened my clothes and took a deep breath.

I needed to find out where Olivia had gone.

Returning to the service desk, I tried to talk to the agent again. "Can you tell me where the flight was going?" I asked.

"Do you have the flight number?" she asked me.

"No. I only know the terminal it left from," I said.

"I'm sorry, Sir, I can't look up a flight by terminal. I need the flight number," she said.

"It just left, less than ten minutes ago," I said, pointing towards the terminal. "You can't tell me which one just left?"

"The computer doesn't track by terminal number. It tracks by flight number," she explained. "I can't look up a flight destination on the computer without the flight number."

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