Jade opened the restroom door, and, hiding behind it, quickly glanced around the galley.
She spotted what she needed. In a flash, she grabbed it and hid it under her coat.
* * *
The Russian man waiting at the gate for the Air France flight to arrive from Moscow had an Interpol badge in his wallet, but he was not an Interpol agent. He stood back, casually pretending to read a copy of Le Monde, watching each and every passenger walk down the jetway.
The woman he was after was a slim blonde, mid-20s, 178 cm tall, wearing a long green parka, a green hat, and glasses. She might or might not have a mole on her left cheek.
The passengers walked steadily out of the jetway, but he did not see his target. When the flow began to thin out, the man began to shift uneasily from one foot to another.
