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Trevor I make sure Laney is comfortable with the plan. I am trying my best to keep calm and look confident. In reality I am terrified. Not for myself, but I am terrified that she would get hurt. I couldn’t bear that. I try not to think those thoughts because I know it would just get in the way of exciting the plan. As we land, I set our plan to action. As soon as the plane stops, I open the emergency exit. I gently help Laney out of the plane. Laney purposely throws her purse out onto the tarmac to make it look like she accidentally dropped it while running. We climb on top of the plane. It’s slippery and cold, but we manage to make it up there without any sounds. We lie down on the jet, trying to stay as flush with the plane as possible. We listen for activity. I can feel my heart