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"Judy, you saw my note on Ninety?"

She shook her head and immediately looked down at her computer screen.

"Durango?" She looked up at him. "Why the hell Durango? You suggested
they come back here, I hope?"

Verne nodded. "Yup. And he said Durango was the nearest suitable field."

"I know, I know, but I'm only the dispatcher, and Captain Wolfe has
already started his descent."

The DFC had been reaching for her headset to call the crew, but Verne
Gareia's words stopped her.

"Ken Wolfe?"

"Yeah. Why?"

She sat back with a puzzled expression on her face. "That's not like
Ken. I know him. His decisions are usually very conservative, he's very
. . . careful to find out what the company wants." She gestured to the
computer screen. "This says it's a precautionary engine shutdown.

What happened?"

"Oil pressure dropping, temperature rising. Bad engine getting worse."

"Has maintenance been watching that engine lately?"

"Not as far as I know, but you're asking the wrong guy."

Judy grimaced as she checked the time. "And, of course, we don't have
maintenance at Durango, so no one can sign it off even if it's okay. In
a word, we're screwed."

"That's a phrase."

She smiled. "No, it's a reality."

"I've already talked to maintenance. They're getting a couple of
mechanics ready to fly to Durango."

"Damn!" Judy Smith launched her pencil at the far corner of her desk
before looking back at Garcia. "You alerted passenger services?"

"Of course, Judy. I'm not new to this."

She held out the palm of her hand. "I'm sorry. This just has me boggled.