Dr. Ahmad sat silently lost in thought in his executive seat in the rear of the helicopter. The helicopter flew along just feet above the water staying far below any radar coverage. The route had been well-planned in advance. They had been traveling for 15 minutes and the pilot announced they had just crossed the Canadian border. They would arrive at the airport in Thunder Bay in less than a half-hour. His Citation IV jet was waiting and would depart immediately upon their arrival. The jet was fitted for transcontinental flight. Once airborne they would disappear as they followed a transpolar route to the Mideast. Everything was going according to plan. They would be out of radar range before his "Statement" was made by his holy warriors.
Dr. Ahmad could not get the vision of Angie playing the piano out of his mind. She seemed almost divine sitting there making music where his wife had sat. Suddenly he realized she was divine, having been sent by God as his reward for the sacrifices he had made in the war with Satan.
Dr. Ahmad broke his silence by telling the pilot, "We must go back."
The pilot would not have normally questioned an order from Dr. Ahmad, but a flight plan had been filed for the Citation. He said, "If we go back, we'll miss our departure time and may have to refile our flight plan."
Dr. Ahmad explained, "We cannot leave without the woman. What will be, will be."
The pilot responded by doing a 180° turn and heading back to the Lodge. As they approached the Lodge they could see a speedboat crossing the lake. The people in the boat were waving at them in warning, but Dr. Ahmad told the pilot to press on.
Sounds of an approaching helicopter broke the quiet and became gradually louder. Soon the helicopter sounded like it had landed and the engine kept running. Rescue finally? Angie felt hope.