“I forgot to pick up my suitcase when my flight came in,” she said, making an effort to sound calm. She handed over the claim check the nun had given her in Moscow.
The clerk glanced at the paper. “One moment, please, it may still be out on the carousel.”
He disappeared through a swinging door. Beyond it, Jade glimpsed shelves stacked with rows and rows of suitcases, backpacks, sports bags, and various other unclaimed pieces of luggage.
She heard the door open behind her. She fought the urge to glance over her shoulder.
After a tortuous long minute or two, the clerk returned with a suitcase. Jade’s pulse quickened - it was definitely hers.
He set the bag down in the gap between the counters, but not quite within her reach. “This suitcase belongs to you, oui?”
“Yes.”
“Please make cer
