Nervous Energy
Despite the brief distraction, Linda’s whispered rally pressed on, each hushed exchange pulsing with nervous energy. More passengers leaned in, drawn by curiosity and the quiet conviction in her voice. It was as if she had tapped into a shared purpose, and the momentum was building fast. The cluster of determined passengers around her grew steadily, their low voices buzzing with anticipation and a newfound sense of unity. Slowly but surely, the entire cabin seemed to be aligning—readying itself for whatever would come once the wheels touched down.
Nervous Energy
Jake’s Watchful Eye
Jake settled back into his seat, head resting and eyes half-closed, yet there was no mistaking the sharp awareness behind his relaxed posture. Though the plane soared steadily forward, his attention remained quietly fixed on Karen. There was something about his calm vigilance that suggested deeper currents beneath the surface—an unspoken readiness, as if he were simply biding his time. Watching him, composed yet alert, I couldn’t shake the feeling that he was waiting for just the right moment to act.
Jake’s Watchful Eye
