“Disaster Bob. Disaster! This is hell in paradise! Such a beautiful country with such massive poverty! Everybody seems to be a thieve. Politicians, religious leaders, the police, teachers, professors, medical doctors, name them. They are all crooks. You have to be on the lookout at all times! How long are you going to stay here?” asked Jack shaking his head.
“Another one month. There is something I am also pursuing in this country. I have been investigating reports of some uranium being smuggled from this country to some terrorist Arab countries,” answered Bob.
“Then we have plenty of time to compare notes,” said Jack as they exchanged bottles of the infamous Tropika brew, the Konyak.
“It is so fortunate to bump into an old friend like you Bob, in such a place, who witnessed the craftin
