Lena felt herself shrinking, knowing that she was that flight attendant, and he probably already noticed. She didn’t want to appear shy or overwhelmed, so she mustered her courage and cleared her throat. “Do you, by any chance, know anyone by the name Gabriel Garcia?” she asked boldly.
The man looked at her for a moment, and Lena thought he might say yes, but unfortunately, he didn’t. “No, I’m sorry, I don’t…” he replied.
