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Martin’s Baggage

Martin was a meticulous man. He had always been that way, as far as he could remember. Pen in front suit pocket, an inch from the left- handkerchief in the right pocket, folded twice. Phone in the left, and wallet hidden inside his jacket. “Crew, prepare the cabin for landing.” The intercom buzzed. Martin checked his briefcase once more- the third time in the last twenty minutes. Notebook in the front compartment, lap...