“I hope you won’t think that this is creepy, but we came in here on Monday night, and fifteen minutes after we left, Mike was blown up”. Lek translated for Craig.
“Wow”, said Craig looking around impressed. “I don’t think Petal would have liked to hear you say that.
“Good evening, Khun Soom, said Dam the middle-aged head waiter she normally dealt with. “I apologise about the table, but he is a trainee. May I show you to a better one?”
“I wouldn’t mind sitting by the window”, said Craig. “I like to watch people walking past”.
The maître d’hôtel showed them a more suitable table. “We have had armoured glass installed since last Monday, Khun Soom, for the added protection of our clientèle. The bomb blast shattered our windows, but thankfully, no-one was hurt. You are wearing black… may I
