NOW VICKI WAS A HEROINE in earnest. The story broke and a huge picture of Vicki, in her airline uniform, was plastered over the front of the Memphis newspaper. For that matter, Vicki smiled out from the front pages of papers all over the country. FLIGHT STEWARDESS CATCHES JEWEL SMUGGLERS! the headlines shrieked. BLONDE AIR HOSTESS CORNERS CRIMINAL IN AIR!
Vicki sat alone in her Memphis hotel room, surrounded by a sea of newspapers, and absolutely appalled. Captain Jordan had ordered the newspapers sent up to her, along with lunch “—in case you don’t feel like facing the public just yet, Vicki.”
She certainly did not feel like going down into the lobby, where she would be stared at. Captain Jordan, Dean, and Jean Cox had had to work their flight back to New York, and had gone without her.
