“You will teach these girls English with a stick?”
The old man, full of pride, ignored the detective’s sarcasm.
“You see, Maier, Cambodia has an oversupply of young girls. There are no jobs. Even p**********n doesn’t offer every pretty girl an opportunity. The war killed too many men and yet women don’t get any opportunities. Tep, my old friend, wants to buy Bokor. That’s looking good, we just need a bit more money. Thanks to his efforts in Kep, not a great deal more. Then we can throw out the rangers and train more girls. We’ll soon have to leave our temple hideaway. The tourists are coming. That’s why we’ll be restoring the casino. We’ll build a swimming pool, a golf course and a heliport, all the stuff Bokor needs in the twenty-first century. As an alibi for the real business at hand.
