NARRATOR: They came at him in the Bangkok hotel room. He retreated, one step at a time, until he felt the balcony railing at his back. So what was it going to to be? Die at their hands, or remain in control.
Later, there would be a police report on the mayhem. But there were no witnesses; no-one would know the real story.
Except the man listening to it in his car, three thousand miles away in Dubai, who understood that he was now a character in the story. The only witness.
He gripped the wheel, glancing at the black SUV possibly following him. And thought about the suitcase full of counterfeit bills in his trunk.
Later, the man would find the suitcase missing. . .
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