Crew’s Unease
Her words sliced the air, heavy and unrelenting. The crew fidgeted, some staring at the floor, others whispering nervously. Marcus stayed still, but the hesitation in his eyes betrayed him.
“Please,” Sarah pressed, “explain it.” Her demand wasn’t just professional—it carried urgency. Whatever secret they carried weighed on them, and silence was no longer an option.
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