Chapter Five
The call came in late afternoon on Sunday while Sam was busy at Lily’s cabin. Apparently, a message had been picked at the Fairbanks airport, and Lily was the first to hear about it when she overheard something at the café. She’d quickly put both new interns in control of the café and had sprinted back down to the cabins.
Sam was just coming out from under the sink when she burst in, tears in her eyes and breathing hard, and Sam had to sit her down on the wooden stool by the kitchen table until she could get her breath back enough to speak clearly.
“Settle down, Lil! It’s okay, just tell me, what’s going on?”
“It’s the plane,” Lily said, breaking into fresh tears, and her shoulders quaked.
“What about the plane?” he asked more seriously.
“The Fairbanks Airport picked up
