She had no idea what was about to happen next. Maria didn’t return alone. Two other flight attendants followed her down the aisle, along with the lead purser — a tall, calm man named Gregory who had clearly already been briefed. His face was professional, but there was an unmistakable firmness in his eyes. “Ma’am,” Gregory said evenly, stopping beside Sandra’s row, “we need to speak with you.” Sandra rolled her eyes dramatically. “Finally. Tell her to stop causing problems.” Gregory didn’t even glance at Amara….CONTINUE READING BELOW
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