The Man in 14C... Part 1

It was the middle of a busy summer season of flying, I was at home on the evening of day three of five, preparing for my short flight to Rome the following day. I sat on the bed working through my company notices and passenger list, which is usually a dull but necessary part of my pre-flight prep. The flight was full, we were expecting almost two hundred passengers. I worked my way through the passenger list, it was a …