DropZone

‘Don’t sell yourself short,’ said Joh

‘Who?’

‘Me.’

Ethan laughed. ‘How do you cope with being you?’

‘It’s hard,’ said Joh

‘You bear it well, all things considered.’

Another shadow cast itself over the conversation. This time Ethan and Joh

‘Hey,’ she said, and sat down opposite them.

‘Kat,’ said Joh

Kat looked at him. ‘Is there ever a moment in your life when you think before you speak?’

‘Never,’ said Joh

‘He drove it,’ said Kat, and stalked off.

Ethan went after her, catching up with her in a few strides, racking his brain for a topic of conversation.

‘So you bought one yet, then?’ he came up with, falling into step beside her. ‘You know, one of those fancy skydiving helmets you were talking about?’

‘Yeah. Ordered it yesterday. Arrives at the weekend.’

‘What’s it like?’

Kat stopped and looked round at Ethan. ‘It’s like a helmet, Ethan. You put it on your head.’

The conversation had dropped dead, so he asked, ‘You OK?’

‘What, apart from being boyfriend-less?’

Joh

Kat turned on him. ‘He made a mistake,’ she said. ‘That’s all. What, like you’re the perfect skydiver? You’ve never messed up? Not even once?’

‘I’m not talking about the skydive,’ said Joh

Ethan looked at him. ‘Sam said he’d deal with it.’

‘She has to know,’ said Joh

‘Shut up,’ said Kat.

‘It’s true,’ Ethan told her. ‘They ruined stacks of stuff. Sam was able to sort it out, but the damage was pretty bad. It got a bit rough. Jake must’ve had a fair few bruises on him.’

Kat shook her head. ‘Jake wouldn’t do that,’ she said. ‘And the bruises… he said they were from a bar fight he got into. Anyway, he’s all mouth. Doesn’t have the balls.’

‘You believe what you want,’ said Joh

For a moment no one said anything. The silence stretched on as Kat scowled at them both.

Again Ethan desperately thought of something to say to break the awkwardness. ‘So how did you get into skydiving exactly?’ he asked Kat.

‘Same as you,’ she said, shrugging. ‘Tandem, then AFF. It’s not that difficult really, you know. Anyone can do it.’

‘Oh, I wouldn’t be so sure,’ said Joh

The look Kat returned was cold, her eyes narrow. ‘It takes more than a few jumps and an ego to make a skydiver, Ethan,’ she said flatly. Then she headed for the minibus as it pulled up to ferry the next group of jumpers to the plane. It was pretty clear to Ethan that she wanted him to shut up.

‘Come on, Eth,’ said Joh

‘You’re so full of shit,’ said Kat without looking back.

Ethan and Joh

‘Prickly today, isn’t she?’ said Joh

‘Sure am,’ said Ethan, and the two of them followed Kat into the minibus.

Ethan found himself alone with her in the back of the plane. They were over the DZ and everyone else had jumped. Joh

Ethan waved, smiled.

Kat looked back, but didn’t return the wave or the smile. She was obviously still angry about Jake. But there was nothing Ethan could do about it. At least she now knew the truth about what Jake had done to the rigs – not that she believed it. So he just smiled again, and watched as she stood at the door, ready to jump.

Suddenly the plane lurched. Ethan felt it buck beneath him and drop. He landed back in his seat with a heavy thump. And at the same time, he saw Kat stumble, try to catch herself…

Fall.

She cracked her head against the edge of the plane door as she did so. Ethan didn’t hear it, but seeing it happen was enough to make his stomach flip. Then her body just sort of slumped and slid round the edge of the door and out into open air. But as she fell, her rig caught on the door – it was the nightmare scenario. Ethan watched helplessly as Kat’s main canopy pulled open, then tangled, and became nothing more than a useless bag of silk, the lines twisted.

He was instantly reminded of what had happened to Jake. He remembered what Luke had said about the AAD: it would deploy at 750 feet and catch Kat before she hit dirt. But if her canopy was still flapping around, it could just as easily get tangled with it and fail.

Ethan ran over to the door. He could just make out Kat plummeting downwards, spi

So he leaped out after her.

He arched, flipped, stabilized. He could see Kat far off and below to his left. She was still spi

It seemed to Ethan that the next few seconds stretched out for ever. Kat was so far away, and had such a head start on him. He checked his altimeter: 9,000 feet pinged past. Then 8,000.

Suddenly he was level with Kat. She appeared so abruptly in front of him that he had to really struggle to keep himself stable. Now, though, they were falling at the same rate, 120 mph – terminal velocity. She was spi

Ethan checked his altimeter. Checked it again. They’d pinged past 7,000 feet now. They were ru

He could almost hear the seconds ticking by.

His best bet, he figured, was to aim for the handle that would cut away the main canopy. That way, even if he wasn’t able to pull the reserve, Kat’s AAD would sort it out, and he’d have enough time to push away and deploy his own canopy.

6,000 feet…

So, with a final move, Ethan brought himself in towards Kat, reaching out to grab her with both hands.

But he came in too fast, too hard, and didn’t have a chance to stop himself and slow down. The thump as he co

5,000 feet…

Now they were both in trouble: Kat was out of control and unconscious, and Ethan had one arm totally out of action. Amazingly, he’d managed to keep hold of Kat with his right hand, and it was on the handle that would cut away Kat’s canopy. Keeping himself calm, Ethan managed to get them both stable; then, with a huge yank, he tugged the handle.

4,000 feet…

Kat’s main canopy disappeared above. She and Ethan continued to plummet downwards at 120 mph.

Ethan saw the handle to pull Kat’s reserve. With a deep breath, he lunged for it, felt his fingers close round it, and yanked.