15 There was a blinding flash outside the left windows and the world went crazy, spinning. The turboprop was punched out of the sky.
Hasan was thrown toward Terzi. He struck his face against the metal bracket to which Terzi was handcuffed. Terzi was shoulder-slammed into the bulkhead. The cabin took a sharp tilt. Alarms blared. Everything was rattling and shuddering violently. A disembodied voice calmly warned of impending doom. Fire engulfed the left wing.
Terzi struggled against the G-forces. His hands twisted painfully on the handcuffs. He forced himself to his knees, sheltered behind his rear-facing seat. Hasan was in the aisle. His face was mangled but he was alive. Terzi had a view down the length of the cabin. The other Syrians intelligence agents were clinging to their seats, str
