She checked in, cleared security, and walked to the business-class lounge that Cathay Pacific shared with British Airways. She poured herself a glass of Pinot Grigio and found a quiet corner to sit. There was no way, she decided, she was getting on the plane without talking to May Ling and without reaching out to Michael and Jack Yee. She couldn’t spend sixteen hours on a plane and risk having someone else contact her half-brother and Amanda’s father. She would never forgive herself if that happened, and she was sure they would not be forgiving either. She called the number at May Ling’s hotel and was told that Madam Wong had checked out. Ava groaned and phoned May’s cell. It rang four times before she picked up, a cauldron of noise in the background. “I’ve just walked into the Guangzhou airport,” she said. “Can you find a quiet place to talk?” Ava said, so loudly that the other lounge guests looked in her direction, disapproval etching their faces.
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