Chapter 9
Harry’d had about as much as he could drink and still be marginally functional. As he was settling the bill, Esther strode out into the car park and hailed a passing tuk-tuk. He climbed in after her, and they rode a short way up the beach road to his lodgings in a private bungalow at the Kusi Lodge Beach Resort.
Harry had assumed, wrongly, that Esther would fall into bed with him. She’d shown no reluctance to return with him to his room. But regarding her as simply one of the local pickups was a mistake, one he was sharp enough to correct before he might have embarrassed himself.
She declined his offer of the anonymous brown liquor served neat. He judged he should cut himself off as well, and they sat primly on his couch. He hardly remembered what they talked about. He insiste
