Airbomb

Jack Freemain had everything that he wanted but sometimes he feared that his luck was ready to run out. It seemed to Jack that good luck was always accompanied by some offsetting streak of bad luck. He didn't buy lottery tickets mainly because he didn't want to tempt the fates. Three healthy kids, a beautiful wife, a rewarding job with a six-figure salary. Anyone could see why he might have been feeling a bit precarious about his life. His anxiety was warranted.Jack was the President of an airbag manufacturing company. They had just started shipping the first lots of a new airbag module to a start-up Lexus plant in Kentucky. Toyota Motor Company had given Crane Technologies the contract for their strategic new car. They planned to use the company in advertisements showing American people building this new car for Americans. A message left on his answering machine at home was the start of an escalating waking nightmare for Jack Freemain. What could his third shift supervisor have deemed to be so important that he would leave such a frenzied and incoherent message near midnight on a Friday?As Jack pulled onto the road that led to his company's property, it was obvious that something terrible had happened. Flashing lights from police cars, fire engines, and ambulances fused into a solid red and blue smear on his windshield.Over the next twenty-four hours, Jack would be faced with the death of six people on his company's property. CNN would report on unexpected airbag deployments across America. Everyone involved, including Jack, would be fooled into believing that there was a way to control the snowballing events. He would need to use all of his personal resources to save his company, his sanity, and his life.