Chapter 1 – Extract 17 from The Paradise Induction!
Finishing his meal, it was as if the air pollution absence had been granted solely so everyone could enjoy their breakfast.
As the cabin crew collected empty trays, the smell of a rat’s corpse sneaked in. The stench was bold, confident, and relentless, promising to make everyone spew this time.
“You have got to be bloody joking,” shouted the same man, who by his voice might have possessed British aristocratic blood. “This is appalling!”
Some people laughed, but he was right. It was horrific, like entering a labourer’s van who’s gorged on copious egg and cheese sandwiches, and made his vehicle his own animal litter box.
Chris looked over to catch a glimpse of the guy’s face, who he suspected was the culprit. The man kept his eyes firmly faced down.
Chris smiled and closed his eyes.