Chapter 22Vietnam
Ho Chi Minh
The Singapore Airlines Airbus taxied across the tarmac and stopped at the impressive new airport building. The passengers streamed into the arrivals lounge. Guy had slept deeply, no longer suffering strange dreams but still awakening with an innate sense that his nemesis, The Teacher, was close by. “Into the lion’s den,” he smiled across to Rose as they cleared immigration. “Good to have you back, Viper; you did well to remember the old compass plate on “Hidalgo.”
“How could I forget? I didn’t have time to write anything before we got into the helicopter other than ‘Teacher’. That b***h Ailsa tied my arms.”
“Yes, you’ve been through a hell of a lot recently,” Guy acknowledged her ordeal and wondered what was yet to come. Both their fathers were still held
