Ch 1 - Back To England

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I double checked my boarding ticket as I looked down the almost endless rows of seats, figuring out where my seat was.

"Great" I thought, "I have a whole row to myself" as I put my on-board bags into the overhead luggage compartment as I slumped down into my seat.

I looked around at the other passengers boarding the plane.

A fairly tall, well built, sharply dressed business man carrying a briefcase in one hand and an iPad in his other. A much older man who looked like one of those tourists that wears Hawaiian flower shirts and straw hats also walked down the aisle.

I tried my best to turn attention away from

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