Chapter 12
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Chapter 12
Richard walked past the Grand China Hotel on Thanon Yaowarat and then crossed the busy road that bustled with Chinese street traders hawking their exotic Asian dishes. He stepped into a secluded bar and moved slowly to the back, looking around for someone. His eyes took a while adjusting to the low lit interior which was illuminated with dark blue and pink lights fixed inside paper lanterns. Finally, he saw the familiar, smartly dressed figure of a striking mixed race man with shoulder length hair sitting in an alcove near the back.
“Hello, Theo.”
“Hello Richard,” said Theo, acknowledging him curtly.
Richard sat down on the expansive leather seat and signalled the waitress for a drink.
“So, how is our friend?” asked Theo.
“He’s made contact. He’s in. I had him do an easy courier job from the South,” Richard replied, evidently pleased with himself.
“Good,” said Theo in a matter of fact manner.
“He mentioned a friend called Jimmy Duffy, who might be up for something.”
Theo didn’t mention he already knew who Jimmy was and had arranged the theft of both their possessions and money in Koh Samui. Unfortunately, Jimmy hadn’t been so careless to leave his main valuables in his hut. But with Frank almost out of money he was more likely to take up Richard’s offer.
“That is good to know. Does Frank trust you?” Theo took a slug of beer, his sharp blue eyes settling on the Englishman.
“Yeah, I think so.”
“Well, he had better. We’ll probably need his friend too,” Theo whispered.
“So what’s this all about?” Richard asked, before immediately holding up his hands in a defensive gesture. “Sorry, I know I shouldn’t ask.”
Theo ignored him and fished a five hundred baht note out of his wallet, tossing it onto the table next to his half-finished beer and stood up.
“I’ll be seeing you,” he said and walked off. Richard held his beer up, glancing sideways as Theo disappeared past him. “Great to see you too, Theo,” he said.
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