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Hopping the pond was never restful. In the current climate of terrorists and Republicans, American customs was less forgiving than ever about well-traveled gentlemen, however white their skin.
Well, that wasn't quite true. He'd seen a Sicilian man who'd been on his flight escorted off to one of the airport's windowless rooms by a trio of guards, which was worse than the interrogation he faced. And, of course, there had been some trouble with his paperwork, leaving him to make the rounds in the bureaucratic bullpen until things were straightened out. It made him grateful for the nap he'd caught on the plane; he'd been kept awake in the airport for just shy of twenty-three hours. Finally, though, he was waved through and made his bleary-eyed way to the row of pay phones. A swipe of a credit card later, he was consulting a scrap of paper in his wallet and dialing carefully.
"C'mon, c'mon," he muttered under his breath, holding the receiver to his ear, "be there."
Well, that wasn't quite true. He'd seen a Sicilian man who'd been on his flight escorted off to one of the airport's windowless rooms by a trio of guards, which was worse than the interrogation he faced. And, of course, there had been some trouble with his paperwork, leaving him to make the rounds in the bureaucratic bullpen until things were straightened out. It made him grateful for the nap he'd caught on the plane; he'd been kept awake in the airport for just shy of twenty-three hours. Finally, though, he was waved through and made his bleary-eyed way to the row of pay phones. A swipe of a credit card later, he was consulting a scrap of paper in his wallet and dialing carefully.
"C'mon, c'mon," he muttered under his breath, holding the receiver to his ear, "be there."