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Mayson closed the door and stepped forward. "I'll get straight to the point," she said.
"I'd appreciate that. I have work to do."
"I know you're not going to Australia tomorrow."
Kent's mouth dropped with what looked like genuine surprise. "Really?" he said. "Have you checked with the airlines?"
"No."
"Then I suggest you do. Assuming you can cajole them into revealing private passenger information, you'll find that I have booked a ticket to Melbourne on a flight leaving Metropolis on Saturday morning."
"Did you book one seat? Or two?"
His eyebrows rose in question. "One," he said as if it were obvious.
"How is Lois getting home?" Mayson asked. "And why would you be going to Australia when she's here in Metropolis?"
He shook his head in bewilderment. "Lois isn't here," he said. "She's in Melbourne."
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Corrina.
