Chapter Four
LILLIAN
Lillian tapped her heel idly while waiting for her baggage to come around on the carousel. The air-conditioning was a touch too cold in the arrivals hall of Hong Kong International Airport, but she knew that was to combat the record-breaking summer temperatures the city was caught in the clutches of. Thirty-eight degrees celsius with a relative humidity of eighty-eight percent was what the pilot had said over the intercom, before thanking her and wishing her a splendid day.
“Splendid, indeed,” Lillian mumbled to herself. Her eyes hung heavy. She hadn’t slept much in the last two days, and hadn’t eaten enough either. As if on cue, her stomach contracted in complaint, before letting out an embarrassingly loud growl.
She glanced around the arrivals hall… in the immedi
