Undefiled Queen

Walking under the shower Igot dressed quickly when he got the call from his secretary that his private jet was ready. He just wished his business tour to Minneapolis would be a success. Half an hour of flying he could hear the announcement that got him to tenterhooks at the same time with unsurmountable rage. ‘Hello, Mr Collomen.” The captain greeted him. “I’ve just gotten word of a massive snowstorm brewing right in our path.”

Stephen resisted the urge to curse, shutting his laptop as all electronics needed to be put away. ‘This snowstorm is grounding all flights to their nearest airports,” the captain said. ‘As it stands now, Wichita, Kansas is our current destination.”

‘Of course, this would happen. Of all the days for this to occur, it had to happen just before the biggest business meeting of the year. For the last whole week he had been forcing himself and his employees for the presentation that would alter the course of his company’s future, bringing him to the highest high, and it was about to be obliterated by some snowflakes.

‘Wichita, Kansas’ a desperate sluggish grin crossed him in sarcasm. ‘Was this pilot kidding?’ That was easily a ten-hour drive for his final destination, and if that was without the snow. His entire body tightened as the plane started descending.

Much to his dismay, he gave a call to his right hand man at Minneapolis just in case he could get there on time. All of his plans were jeopardized because of the weather. He could feel his jaw growing taut with anger as the flight descended into Wichita, Kansas.

There were meagre to no chances for the flight reschedule and he couldn’t take the risk. He was going to head straight for the car rental kiosk and drive the next ten hours into Minneapolis.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.