Buying a jet

[Next day]

Jemisha and Chris arrived at a private hanger with an air strip.

They were met with Chris friend but his jaw dropped when he saw Jemisha standing next to Chris.

"Damn Chris I know you told me yesterday you would come with your girlfriend, but why is there a beautiful rose standing next to you?"

Jemisha walked up to the young man and looked at him from head to toe 'I give you a 7 in looks.'

Chris laughed "Then what do you score Loki?"

'An 8'

"And what about me?"

'A 9, because no man in the world can score any higher.'

"Why?"

'Easy, because they don't exist."

Chris laughed so hard a few tears fell down from his eyes.

His friend looked at him not really understanding.

'Oh and everything below 7 won't even deserve my sight.'

Chris couldn't stop laughing for a few minuts so she introduced herself to Chris friend.

'Hi I'm Rose Conor, and the girlfriend of Chris Swift.'

Jemisha shook his hand.

'So you sell Private Jets?'

"Yes"

'What about pilots? I mean I can't fly a Jet, and I doubt he could if he is laughing like an idiot, I would crash in mere minuts.'

"My name is Clark, and for your pilot problem you can hire them from our company, and they fly the plane to any destination, so you don't have to worry about crashing, we have veteran pilots who like to fly but not on daily bases."

"You want me to help you get him to stop?"

Jemisha nodded.

"Chris I'll take you girlfriend with me to show her the Jets!"

Clark put his arm around her waist and this snapped him out of his laugh.

"Clark you think I would let you be alone with my girl."

Jemisha and Clark both started to laugh and Clark let go of her.

Clark took them to the hanger and showed them all the jets he had.

Jemisha's eye fell on a black jet with a rose on it.

'Can I have a look on the in inside of that beauty?'

Clark opened the door of the Jet and Jemisha climbed in it.

'Wow…it's so spacious, she counted 4 chars and a couch as she walked in further she saw a bed.

"It has a small fridge and can store up to 3 days' worth of food and drinks."

'I take it.'

Jemisha laid down on the bed.

'What does this beauty cost?'

Clark looked at Chris with wide eyes.

"This one cost 10mil."

'Still I'll take it, now can I see the portfolios of your pilots?'

"Sure fallow me to my office."

Jemisha walked ahead of them and Clark ask his friend "How rich is she?"

"She is 250mil away from being a billionaire."

Clark's jaw dropped again.

Jemisha was out of the Jet and heard an argument between a few people and went up to see what the fuss was about.

She heard a few man ganging up on a middle age man.

"You may be a veteran pilot, but your to reckless when you fly."

"If the Jet on board computer didn't malfunctioned…"

"Bullshit, you want to fly but you don't even want a co-pilot with you when you fly."

"If you had one then you had at least someone who could back you up on your claims."

Jemisha heard enough.

'Well if he is such a reckless flyer and the on board computer broke, wouldn't he be flying and landing blind?'

'And if he were flying blind, wouldn't he have crashed?'

'So in my opinion if that is the case he wouldn't be standing here in front of you guys, for you to scold him and gang up on him like that.'

The 3 man looked up and saw Jemisha coming up to them.

"This is none of your business little girl."

'Oh but it is my business…because I'm here to buy a Jet and hire a pilot that can fly me to San Diego tomorrow.'

"You came here to buy a Jet, you mean your father is going to buy a Jet."

"Hey your being rude." The middle age man said to the other two.

Jemisha took out her business card and gave it to them and they both looked at her shocked.

'I may be 19 but I have my own business, its wise for you to not judge a person by their age.'

She then turned to the middle age man 'Is the Jet with the malfunction on board computer here?'

"It's in the maintains hanger."

'Great!, show me the way.'

"Do you even understand the mechanics of a Jet?"

'Ah! I forgot to mention I'm a bachelor in economics, engineering and programming. A Jet is not complicated at all.'

The middle age man started to laugh "You're a bright young women."

"Fallow me."

The two of them went to the hanger and he showed her the Jet, a few mechanics came up to them.

"Who allowed you to come in here?"

'He did, and you guys are busy with something else so scram, I'm here to prove somebody's innocence.'

One of the mechanic told the other to get the boss.

Jemisha inspected the exterior of the Jet and saw a there were missing some screws.

She then asked for the maintains report and the mechanic came back with it.

After she saw the report she went inside and told the man to turn on the Jet's computer.

She indeed didn't see anything wrong.

'At what altitude did the computer start to malfunction?'

"At 40.000 ft."

Jemisha was calculating the pressure on the Jet and the loos plate near the tail section of the Jet.

She had made her calculation and figured the plate was the cause of the malfunction.

'Well I have everything I need, so…'

They got back out of the Jet and Chris and Clark were waiting.

"Rose what's going on?"

"Clark could you please get the pilots who were yelling at this man."

Clark called for them and they arrived.

'Now that everybody is here, I want you two to apologize to this man after you hear what I have to say.'

Jemisha explained that while his actions may seemed reckless and dangerous, it was because the computer indeed was malfunctioning and he was flying blind, the cause of it was due to that the maintains wasn't properly done and the final checks on the exterior of the Jet were neglected by the maintains staff.

She showed them the panel that had 2 missing screws.

'This plate could have easily broke off at the altitude he was at, and he flew the Jet at a lower altitude and he had the computer back.'

'And yes he was in airspace where commercial air planes fly, what is risky because of collisions but flying higher with that kind of a problem could have also resulted in a crash and death.'

'So he handled the situation correctly and made sure the damage of the jet would be minimum and easy to fix.'

Clark, handed over the portfolio of the middle age pilot.

She looked it through and saw he was a fighter Jet veteran and had a few years of commercial flight under his belt, but the only thing he didn't like was to fly with a co-pilot.

'I take him as my personal pilot. I don't want anybody else, and he doesn't need a babysitter next to him if he doesn't want to, I'm fine with it.'

The man laughed "Are you sure, I'm a reckless flyer."

Now Jemisha laughed 'I'm a careless person over all.'

'Make sure Rose is fuelled up for the flight tomorrow and you mister make sure you get some sleep, because I first need to go to San Diego and after that Australia.'

Jemisha, Clark and Chris left the hanger and went to the office.

She bought her new Jet and signed the contract for the pilot.

'After he dropped me off in Australia I'll have him fly back with the Jet and you build in a flight data recorder. It's not that I don't trust him, but I don't trust the maintains staff. If an error like that occurred on my rose it can be easily spotted and he has something that will protect him from falls accusations.'

Jemisha handed her report to Clark 'Send this to the owner of that Jet.'

Clark thanked her for clearing the issue so fast.

'Make sure rose is ready to take off at 11AM tomorrow.'

Chris and Jemisha left the office and went in to town and bought some groceries for tonight's dinner.

"Why do you want to make a stop at San Diego?"

'Well… I've been summoned by king Black Jack.'

'I asked Harvey about it but he didn't know why I was summoned, but he thinks the old man has something to do with it.'

"But what if it's a trap…"

'Harvey told me Black Jack operates in a similar way as me, so setting a trap would be hard for him because we both think in a similar manner so I can see right through it if it were a trap. And besides everybody knows by now I threw the European underworld in chaos. They wouldn't dare to do anything reckless.'

"And here I toughed I would never see that man again."

'Chris he is your uncle, I would have met him sooner or later, but I can threaten his ass in so many ways he won't dare to lift a finger at you.'

'But he invited me for a meeting…what is a cautious way of approaching me. If he were to act like he normally would I would have been taken away forcefully and brought to him yesterday.'

Chris hugged her "If he touches you just punch him, he is just like Blake a big flirt but only times 5 worse."

Jemisha kissed Chris, 'Then I have to thank Blake later for being a big flirt, thanks to that I got immune to that.'

Chris laughed "Your right, I trust you but I don't trust my uncle that's all."

'Well trust is earned not given, and that's why I trust you no matter what.'

That evening they were holding a barbeque and they invited a few relatives to come over and join them.

It was a nice family get together, the youngest children took a liking to Jemisha and invited her to play with them. Chris oldest cousin was smitten by Jemisha but his mother told him to back off.

'No te atrevas a poner tus manos sobre las mujeres de Chris.'

"¿Cómo una belleza así puede estar interesada en alguien como él? No tiene nada más que su compañía de automóviles."

Jemisha heard the conversation and hugged Chris aunt. 'Gracias por defendernos, tía Lilliana.'

'Como no, estarás desperdiciando tu vida si estuvieras con mi hijo.'

"Mamá, ¿cómo puedes decir eso de tu propio hijo?"

'¿Qué tiene de malo decir la verdad? No la mereces, y ella es mucho más talentosa y exitosa de lo que tú podrías ser. incluso tu primo Chris tiene mucho más éxito que tú.'

Isabella and Lilliana hugged Jemisha and said 'Solo nosotros podemos abrazar esta hermosa rosa.'

'Porque no nos pincharemos con sus espinas.'

Jemisha smiled and hugged them back.

As the evening went one the atmosphere was lively and they all had a lot of fun.