Sea Of Sorrows

10. The Last Mission of the Seventh Cavalry

11. The Last Seat on the Hindenburg

12. Dragonfly vs Monarch: Book One

13. Dragonfly vs Monarch: Book Two

14. The Sea of Tranquility 2.0 Book One: Exploration

15. The Sea of Tranquility 2.0 Book Two: Invasion

16. The Sea of Tranquility 2.0 Book 3: The Sand Vipers

17. The Sea of Tranquility 2.0 Book 4: The Republic

18. Do Not Resuscitate

19. Ariion XXIII

20. Henry IX

21. Qubit’s Incubator

Coming Soon

22. Dragonfly vs Monarch: Book Three

23. The Journey to Valdacia

24. Still Waters Run Deep

25. Ms Machiavelli

26. Ariion XXIX

27. The Last Mission of the Seventh Cavalry Book 2

28. Hannibal’s Elephant Girl, Book Three

See the end of this book for details about the other books

Contents

Chapter One (#ulink_51f662bb-c613-5083-b937-b70160e96924)

Chapter Two (#ulink_d28579ed-9b89-505b-aff8-dddddc094745)

Chapter Three (#ulink_54f566eb-9d68-564f-8a02-7b26b5daa71d)

Chapter Four (#ulink_c57a1db1-a3b8-5e6d-b219-324c821f2bb3)

Chapter Five (#ulink_d53c1585-ff09-55b8-ae08-2a78298319f3)

Chapter Six (#ulink_1f061f5a-f89f-5d25-aa9b-9f07e03e95cc)

Chapter Seven (#ulink_49b0b48c-afee-54ba-b538-d3cdadbd2cd3)

Chapter Eight (#ulink_457378f4-6e79-5fbd-b1bf-26e3ff3b4869)

Chapter One

I watched a girl strolling along the street, avoiding the crowds of people.

Most of them were young men, in groups of two and three, sometimes more.

Many young women lined the sidewalk, showing as much skin as possible, enticing the men to come inside their tiny rooms for a few minutes of pleasure.

It was past 2 a.m. on Saturday night, but the street was filled. Mostly pedestrians, but some on motor bikes. A few cars were parked along the curb, but no one tried to drive through the mob of people.

A few solitary middle-aged men browsed through the women, even one or two old men, like me. American, British, Australian…? I couldn’t tell unless they spoke.

The girl walked past me again, watching the people. She seemed out of place in her pressed baby blue blouse and tan skirt reaching below her knees.

I stepped away from the curb, trying to get a better look at her face. She ignored me.

She’s not working? Then what’s she doing in Ladprao, Bangkok’s busiest sex district? Waiting for someone? Young, maybe eighteen or so.

A group of four Thai men stopped her, asking something.

She shook her head and turned away.

One of the men took her arm, asking again.

The girl jerked away and hurried along the sidewalk, passing close by me. Obviously frightened.

The man who’d taken her arm yelled at her, “Hi taw nan ca mi kin xeng!”

It wasn’t a pleasant remark.

The four men laughed.

I turned the other way, watching the women work the street. This was my fifth night on the street.

What do I expect to find?

A girl in a pink bikini touched my arm. “You American come with me five little bit minutes?”

I smiled and shook my head.