Chapter 7 – Pangas
THE VAN PULLED UP along the sloping crescent driveway of the Marriott hotel. There were two policemen, dressed in military garb, with their backs against the outer wall when Cole stepped out. Each had a rifle slung over their shoulder and seemed bored by security duty at the hotel. David opened the back of the van, handed Cole his duffel bag, and the two began to walk inside. As they walked in, Cole turned and behind him across the congested street, he saw an outdoor bar with loud dance music blaring over the speakers. It was overrun by stunningly good-looking women. As David and Cole walked through the glass doors, David laughed.
“So you want to get a drink now or what?”
Cole laughed and nodded his head, turning back towards the lobby. As the doors closed behind them
