Bill was undeniably surprised with the speed with which Phuong had been able to secure the number for Mai or Hanoi Rose as he called her.
As they walked Phuong left nothing out as he provided Bill with a full briefing on Mai. Bill was far from put off, in fact he was excited by the danger element that meeting Mai represented, especially now that he knew that the famous female gang leader Anh Thanh Van was purportedly Mai’s lover.
"Jesus christ" he thought to himself, Anh Thanh Van was supposed to be the gangland leader than controlled the Chợ Đồng Xuân and she was Mai's lover... He had seen the elusive Anh on many occasions in and around the Old Quarter, always admiring her beauty and cold, hard persona as she sat astride her white Vespa.
He played the image of Mai and Anh naked over in his mind and was physically excited by the very thought of their bodies intertwined. Distractedly he stopped and turned to look at Phuong who had a quizzical look on his face, they had reached the closest point to Tháp Rùa or Turtle Tower on Hoan Kiếm Lake, which was their normal turning point.
“What?” said Bill distractedly? “In Vietnamese” demanded Phuong giving him a hard look. “Những gì” Bill repeated.
Surely you’re not going to contact Hanoi Rose? After all I’ve told you about her Phuong asked.
You have a lot to learn about me Phuong, Bill said. Phuong lowered his eyes and shook his head, this man is such a fool he thought to himself. “I have a little job to do” he said, smiled broadly, turned and strode off. Phuong watched him as he crossed the busy street and disappeared into the sea of scooters back toward the office.
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