Chamreun smiled as the last bars of Sinn Sisamuth’s ‘Don’t Let My Girlfriend Tickle Me’ faded out. The legendary singer always made him feel calm inside, even when storms were raging outside. He’d bid goodbye to his friend Chanvatey the previous afternoon and driven back to Phnom Penh, ready to take up his duties again. He had been reassured by Chanvatey’s words over the last few days but knew that the internal conflict had not been fully resolved.
Turning off Russian Boulevard, he drove down the approach road to Pochentong Air Base where his team had their headquarters. The rain was coming down hard and he felt real sympathy for those on guard duty at the entrance to the base. The rainy season was saying goodbye with a final flourish of downpours and flooding so it had taken him 90 minut
