CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN
9:01 a.m. (12:01 p.m. Eastern Time)
Los Angeles, California
He was coming very fast.
The wind whistled in his ears. His own reactions seemed slow. It had been too long. The building seemed to be quite a distance away, and then it was RIGHT THERE. He flew headfirst, but he was having trouble keeping his head up. He couldn’t see clearly.
If he missed that roof, there was nothing but skyscrapers ahead of him.
Trudy’s voice inside his helmet: “Luke! Pull the cord! Pull the cord!”
He did as she said. Instantly, he decelerated. His chute pulled his upper body backward, kicking his legs in front of him. Even so he was still coming fast. He pulled the auxiliary chute, slowing even more.
In front of him and below, a man moved along on the walkway of the crane. The man h
