FORTY-THREE
Shou landed the helicopter on a grassed oval, the goalposts at either end marking it as the local football field.
"The church is over there." He pointed at a clump of trees, through which Phuong could just see a cross poking out the top. "I'll wait here until you're done."
"No, you won't," Jason said. "We need witnesses. You're one of them."
Shou gave an exaggerated sigh as he jumped out of the cockpit. He threw open Phuong's door, bent in a deep bow and offered her his hand. "Anything I can do for the lovely lady."
Jason rolled his eyes, but Phuong smiled, resting her fingers lightly on Shou's palm as she stepped onto the grass. She smoothed her skirt, maybe taking a few more strokes than necessary, but she was too nervous to stop. If she could only stop her hands from s
