Fokker 70 Air Niugini Access
Silence filled the cockpit, broken only by the whine of the spooling-down engines.
Through the cockpit window, Michael saw the lights of Rabaul, strung along the edge of the bay. But between them and the runway stood the formidable obstacle of the Vulcan Crater range, its ancient cone a black silhouette against the twilight. They were descending too fast, too steep. Fokker 70 Air Niugini
He smiled. The future had arrived, shaken but safe. Silence filled the cockpit, broken only by the
