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Lucy didn’t know what was happening at the airport, but was not surprised to find it clogged with paparazzi. They went where Tony went. Nobody knew how they found him. Somehow, somebody found out where he was. They told someone else, who told somebody else, until everyone knew where he would be. Lucy thought idly about the old Credence song, I Heard It Through The Grapevine. If Lucy had known what a s**t show the airport had turned into, she would have warned Alice. When Alice stepped off the plane, she was horrified by what she saw. There were people everywhere. It was impossible to tell who was travelling, who was there to pick up their loved ones, and who was there for the circus. After collecting her baggage, Alice scanned the crowd nervously in search of Lucy’s friendly face. The fi