The BOAC flight from Hong Kong to Brazil (with an overnight stopover in Paris) landed safely almost twenty-four hours later at Galeão International Airport. On it were one hundred and thirteen passengers and one Redactor, recently out of retirement. The flight had been a nightmare. Long, uncomfortable and he"d been sitting next to a middle aged woman who snored constantly for the first part of the journey. He hadn"t expected first class tickets, but anything would have been better than being stuck here in the cheap seats. He"d removed his tie and undone the top button of his shirt, which was sticking to his skin in the muggy conditions. Christ, even the air conditioning wasn"t working properly, for the entire flight it had been intermittent at best.
Once the aircraft rolled to a stop at G
