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There were about a dozen passengers in the observation carriage when Alex entered. He ordered a coffee and looked around, but there was no sign of Jane. He checked his watch. It was 9 pm. He walked out the back into the open-sided compartment. It was cool, but still pleasant.
Jane arrived five minutes later and he felt his heart start to quicken as he watched her thread her way down the length of the carriage, stopping briefly to chat with an elderly lady. She opened the sliding door. ‘Sorry I’m late.’
‘No problem.’
The waiter came out and Jane ordered a white wine. Alex downed his coffee and asked for a beer.
‘Where’s George?’
‘In his suite. I told him I’ve got a splitting headache. It’s not far from the truth.’
‘Wine will help.’
She laughed. ‘How can you be so relaxed about al
