Bangkok Rules
“The car’s radio was playing North East Thailand’s version of country music. Limousine drivers, just like the taxis, played their music whether they had a passenger or not. The traffic was unusually light and the sun was shining. Carl felt good to be back in Bangkok. Carl was contemplating spending the next couple of days by the pool when the phone rang. The screen said ‘George’ so he answered the phone immediately. “You picked up a tail at the airport,” he told Carl. “What kind of tail?” Carl f...elt a cold wave go up his spine. This wasn’t the first time he had been followed but Carl had a premonition that this time was different. “Looks like police to me,” George said clinically. “What kind of police?” “Like undercover types. Nasty undercover types! The type of policemen that would stick a knife in your back, then arrest you for carrying a concealed weapon. I’ve got a picture of them on my phone, I’ll send it to you.” He sounded concerned and that bothered Carl. “Okay I will see if I can lose them.”MoreLess
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