Disorganized Crime – Chapter 8.9

The young lady wove her way around the ottoman and sat down in between Brig and Tommy. “My name is Rose, what’s yours?” “I’m Brig. Nice to meet you.” “You speak Cantonese very well.” “You flatter me. I speak only a little. But thank you. Do you speak English?” “A little,” Rose admitted, holding herContinue reading “Disorganized Crime – Chapter 8.9”

Disorganized Crime – Chapter 8.4

Once through Hong Kong immigration, Brig practically skipped to where Tommy was waiting for him. “What was that all about?” “Oh, my God! I thought I was going to shit my pants I was so nervous,” Brig stated as he bent over, grabbed his knees, and took in deep breaths. “Try not to bring soContinue reading “Disorganized Crime – Chapter 8.4”

Disorganized Crime – Chapter 8.3

It seemed unusually busy for a weekday morning to Brig, but what did he know? This was China, and China did have a lot of people in it. Brig was entering China for only the second time in his life. Back when Brig was a missionary, he and the Buddha had accidentally visited China whenContinue reading “Disorganized Crime – Chapter 8.3”