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Stanton moves close, glancing back to Jenny and James. Jenny casts cats-eyes at me. “Your daughter doesn’t look happy,” comments Stanton. “She isn’t, but she’ll survive it.” He Harrumphs, sucking away a smile. Then, “So what’s this information you want?” Harrumphs,“The day of the barbecue, I accompanied Hickman to the airport, at his request, to ensure he wasn’t being followed.” Stanton tugs at the end of his nose. Sniffs. “I take it that didn’t work out?” “Correct. In fact, de Palo had the airport staked out. I saw three of his men. Hickman and I handled it between us, but he eventually left the country using another airport and is currently with his family.” “And your request is…? What?” “One of de Palo’s thugs snapped an image of the departures board. So, he knows which flights