How can you rescue a Thai girl from a brothel?
Jade has an idea to save her sister, Mayya. “Mr Lee, he clever man. You must make him offer…” and she used the drippings in my saucer to draw a map of ‘Mike-v-Lee’.
First, a square: “This you,” she said. Then, a second square… about six inches away. “You be useful – if work for Mr Lee, he no hurt you.”
I had no argument with ‘not getting hurt’. “You know how he operates?”
“You need fence to keep you safe,” and she added a line of strokes between the two squares. “If Lee see fence, he not attack you,” Jade explained. “We give him fence to think about…”
When the Picasso scam on Gran Canaria went pear-shaped, we sent the Midnight painting to Lee Ho Chan in Bangkok. But our favourite Chinese merchant was involved in the Bangkok Sunrise plot to overthrow the government and before he’d let us take Mayya home, he wanted me to collect a secret letter from his brother in Chiang Mai.
So we chased our tails from Bangkok to Koh Samui and on to Chiang Mai. But when my contact was murdered in a ride-by shooting, I lost my link to Lee’s brother – and unless we had that letter, we had no hope of saving Mayya… or the government of Thailand.
But while all this was happening, where was Corinne Bruckmann?