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“That went well.” Charley slammed a connecting door closed behind her. It had only taken five minutes among the R101’s passengers for someone to see through her steward disguise. “Honestly, why all the fuss? Am I the only Edwardian Adventuress they’ve ever met?”

“Come back here, Murchford!” Chief Steward Weeks struggled with the door for several moments before sighing and getting out his keys. “I don’t know what you think you’re doing, Missy, there’s nowhere to go.”

“You’re wrong.” Securing her hair under her cap, Charley sprinted away. “I have a date in Singapore and I intend to keep it.”