WELCOME TO INDIA
Marijuana grew along the roadside ever since they’d entered the Punjab. Even the dusty little police stations they’d passed were completely overgrown by weed.
Dan felt dirty and hung over. The heat almost killed his will to live. The Other was all around him, swallowing him up, uncontrollable.
No one had spoken since leaving Fateh Rashid’s estate the previous day. Since the m******e. The two girls hadn’t moved from the back bench. Somewhere at a roadside stop, Sohail had them clean the blood out of the bus.
Dan tried to talk to Paola but both the girls blanked him. Stared right through him. Tim was okay. Fred was out to lunch and in shock. They were all in shock. Thierry drove for a while. Then Dan was back at the wheel. The road was straight and clear.
‘Pindi and Lah
