By Stephen Leather
Introducing Bob Turtledove ― Bangkok antiques broker and part-time inner most eye - in a case that brings him up opposed to Russian gangsters, employed killers and kickboxing thugs whereas searching for a misplaced Mormon within the center of Thailand. Bangkok Bob is a new crime sequence from top-ten united kingdom crime author Stephen leather-based and "Bangkok Bob and the lacking Mormon" is the 1st e-book within the series.
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It’s sort of a pun on my name. Dao-Nok is Thai for turtle-bird and my name’s Turtledove. I’m not sure if anyone else gets it but it makes me smile. Ying was carefully rolling bubble-wrap around a wooden Chinese screen that we were shipping to Belgium. ‘Good morning Khun Bob,’ she said. Khun. It means mister, but it’s also a sign of respect. She respects me because I’m older than her and because I’m her boss. ‘You are late,’ she added, still smiling. Not much respect there. But she wasn’t being critical, she was just stating a fact.
The sort of person who thinks he’ll be punished for his actions. ’ Somsak nodded. ‘That’s why so many died. There was only one way in and out and when the fire broke out there was a stampede and the exit was blocked. Everyone on the upper floor died, except for half a dozen who managed to break a window at the back. ’ He pointed at the left of the shell. ‘There was another VIP area in the basement,’ he said. ‘Everyone died down there. ’ I shuddered. It wouldn’t have been a pleasant way to die.
I don’t like what you’re suggesting,’ said Mr Clare. ‘You’re making it sound as if I chased him away. I didn’t, Mr Turtledove. We discussed his plans, and we agreed that he should give it a go. If he wanted to be a teacher, that was up to him. ’ Mrs Clare patted her husband on the shoulder. ‘Teaching is noble occupation, and we told him so,’ she said. ‘We suggested that if he wanted to teach, he should come back to Utah. He said he wanted to teach in Thailand, for a while at least, and we gave him our blessing.