Atherton, tell us about Lam.’ ‘Michael Lam set off from the Hung Fat restaurant in his car at about eight o’clock on Wednesday evening for Heathrow. He checked in for his flight, which was to leave at eleven-thirty, and the ground stewardess concerned says that to judge by the seat allocation he must have checked in amongst the first, when the check-in opened at eight-thirty. He subsequently caught the flight, but the business colleague who was waiting to meet him in Hong Kong says he didn’t arrive. He says he saw every person who came through from that flight, and Lam wasn’t among them.’ ‘He missed him,’ Mackay shrugged. ‘It happens all the time.’ ‘It’s possible of course. But Lam didn’t arrive at his hotel, or contact the man at any point as he was supposed to, he didn’t catch his booked flight home, and he hasn’t been in contact with his family since.’ ‘So he disappeared during the flight, is that what you’re saying?’ Norma enquired sweetly. ‘I’m just establishing what we know.
