47- Shooting Door and Box

  I went back to my seat to fetch one of the Silverballers. I opened the briefcase, grabbed the handgun, inserted one of the seven-round magazines, a .45 ACP, and returned to the door. One blast was all it took.

  Imagine my surprise when I pulled it open. There wasn’t anyone in the cockpit. No pilot. No copilot. Nobody.

  I’ve had a little experience with planes, so I jumped into the pilot’s seat. If I just leveled the aircraft and kept it from crashing into the sea, I’d be happy. But the control column didn’t respond. It was stuck. That’s when I noticed the black box with the red lights on it. It was attached beneath the dash. The plane was controlled by remote.

  The Silverballer coughed again. The box shattered to pieces, and at the same time the plane jolted hard. Looking out the window, I saw that one of the engines was out. Great. Flying on one engine in a storm. The aircraft wouldn’t respond when I moved the control column.

- Hitman: Damnation, chapter 5