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"That depends on what kind of information Mavis and the boy wonder have found" I opened the door and motioned for her to walk out

She took a deep breath and squared her shoulders beforedown the stairs I kept my chuckle to myself I could care less who knew that I’d just spent the last two hours inside Ava In fact, I was feeling quite proud about it

Downstairs was aon the floor, leaning against the couch as he stared at his co our entrance Mavis was on the couch, papers spread in her lap

"Food’s in the kitchen" She didn’t look up as alked past

"Thank you," Ava said as she walked past In the kitchen she found two plates and set about spooning pasta for us both

"Milk?" I opened the fridge and lifted the jug

"Thanks" She s back to the plates

Wethe food ready with little talk When we sat at the table, the silence was coood

"Cucumber pasta salad Much better than tiny tea sandwiches" She smiled at me

"Better than soup, anyway" I wasn’t sure either really counted as a meal

"Ava? Can you look at some of these?" Mavis’s voice drifted back to the kitchen

"Sure" Ava stood up, taking her plate with her

I finished the food onher out She was sitting on the couch ar over Mavis’s shoulder

"Those planes are from the company I worked at" Ava leaned forward

"Do you reht them?" My pulse quickened This could be our link

"Not really" Ava frowned "I mean, these aren’t painted in a way that makes them stand out Some people have crazy paint jobs and it’s easy to remember who picked out the pink and leopard print plane These aren’t meant to stand out in any particular way They’re fancy on the inside and used to carry self-important people back and forth"

"So, corporate planes?" I shrugged "That should be easy to figure out"

"It could be a charter company" Ava looked up at me "Someone that hires out planes to people that don’t want to fly commercial"