Prologue
He watched from behind the newspaper as the girl stepped out of the plane. She stood on top of the stairs outside the airplane, clutching a leather bag tightly to her chest while glancing around as if she'd never seen an airport before. Her dark curls blew across her face in the hot breeze, and she wiped a strand of hair out of her face.
Reaching into his chest pocket, he drew out a folded picture and opened it inside the newspaper. The girl bore little resemblance to the picture that must have been taken years before, but it was her. She had the same features as the girl in the picture, although her face had matured slightly, and her body had grown curves. He slipped the picture back into his pocket and watched her continue down the stairs carefully with one hand on the railing.
At the bottom of the stairs she stopped to wait for the rest of her travel companions. Her group consisted of a male and female in their forties and two teenage girls. The male led the way towards the airport building, and the girls followed, chatting cheerfully.
From behind the newspaper he was pretending to be reading, he followed her every move closely, ignoring her travel companions in which he had no interest. As she disappeared into the terminal below him, he put down the newspaper and headed for the arrival hall.
He ran a finger long the scar that went from his ear to the front of his throat. This time he would succeed.
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