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Only then did he reht and squinted through the darkness The starboard side of the aircraft's bow had been crushed inward alineer's panel All he could see of the Mexican delegate was a rigid, upraised are

Rubin turned away, sick in the sudden realization that the little hout the terrible ordeal was dead, every bone crushed Rubin also realized he had only a short time to live before he froze to death

He began to cry

"She should be coine and rotor noise

Pitt nodded and stared down at the gouge that cut across the ed debris He saw it now A tangible object with loom ahead Then they were on top of it

There was a sad and o had coainst the fuselage The tail section was buckled at a pathetic angle The re on a white carpet

The fuselage sank through the ice and two-thirds of it is immersed in water," Pitt observed

"She didn't burn," said Giordino "That's a piece of luck"

He held up his hand to shade his eyes frohts swept the airliner's length "Talk about highly polished skin Her uess she was a Boeing 720-B any sign of life?"

"None," replied Pitt "it doesn't look good"

"How about identification s?"

"Three stripes running down the hull, light blue and purple separated by a band of gold"

"Not the colors of any airline i'm familiar with"

"Drop down and circle her," said Pitt "While you spot a landing site, I'll try and read her lettering"

Giordino banked and spiraled toward the wreckage The landing lights, mounted on bow and tail of the helicopter, exposed the half-sunken aircraft in a sea of brilliance The name above the decorative stripes was in a slanted-style instead of the usual easier to read block-type letters