Chapter TenVIENTIANE, LAOS – OCTOBER 1967
Despite its hotchpotch mix of Corsican opium smugglers, professional gamblers, warlords, militia, arms dealers and CIA spooks, Vientiane had a much more relaxed atmosphere than Hong Kong, Gorilla mused to himself. It was a city where 'people watching' was the norm and an unwritten code of rules governed the many disparate personalities from spilling over into violence. It was a city where Asian good manners were played out in a colonial French setting, and it seemed to work perfectly.
Gorilla and Trench walked through the busy side streets on their way to the meeting. They'd stopped in for a quick beer at the bar of the Constellation Hotel an hour earlier, partly because they were early and partly to get the pulse of early evening Vientiane. The
