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It was starting to feel worryingly familiar to Jack, being at the airport with nothing but his passport and a hastily thrown-together overnight bag. Fortunately for him, Copenhagen was the busiest route from the local airport, with three flights a day leaving for the Danish capital. He was booked on the last, mid-evening flight. As one of the closest capital cities and a centre of European culture, Copenhagen was a popular destination for weekend tourists wanting a quick getaway. For Jack Culverhouse, though, it was going to hold far less pleasant memories, he was sure.
He wondered whether he would have reacted in quite the same way to that phone call had Emily not been back in his life. He’d been quick enough to try to jump on a plane when Antonio García, his contact in the Spanish p
