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  1. Cover
  2. Also by the Author
  3. The Third Brother
  4. Copyright
  5. Dedication
  6. PART I
  7. 1
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  10. 4
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  66. PART II
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  96. PART III
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Bishop nods slightly at Mike. Bishop is a small man, with fat features and prematurely graying black hair.

“The story is backpacker kids going to Bangkok to do ecstasy,” Analect says. “Just don’t get arrested.”

“He doesn’t want to have to retrieve you,” Bishop says.

“It’s really just a travel story, is another way to look at it,” Analect goes on.

“Just a travel story,” Bishop repeats, chuckling.

“You’re their age,” Analect continues, “the backpackers’. You’ll be good at talking to them. Ask questions. It can be your story too. And one other thing I’ve already explained to Tommy . . .”

Mike catches Bishop rolling his eyes.

“. . . I want you to look up Christopher Dorr.”

Mike can’t place the name.

“He used to do a lot of the investigative pieces Tommy does now,” Analect says, looking straight at him, seeming almost to ignore Bishop. “He’s been in Bangkok for a while, I think. It’d be good for someone from the magazine to look him up.”

Mike tries to decode this and can’t. Analect tells him again to stay out of trouble and that Bishop will take care of him. It seems to Mike that Bishop is pleased to have the help, but that there is more to it. When they are leaving the office, Analect tells Mike to wait for a moment, and when they are alone, he tells Mike that Dorr had been a friend of Mike’s father, years ago. That they had all been good friends, actually, the three of them practically brothers, and that Mike’s father would be glad for news of Dorr.

Mike looks out the window. He notices for the first time how really extraordinary the view from Analect’s office is. Mike can see the the whole city, enormous and smogged and throbbing. For a moment he can’t believe the sound of it doesn’t blow in the windows. But Analect’s office sits quietly above it all, humming coolly. Mike is suddenly uneasy, with only the inch of glass between the two of them and the loud, empty space above the city. He looks back at Analect, who is frowning.

“Dorr and your father were sparring partners, when they boxed back in college,” says Analect.

Mike looks back out over the city. He knew about the boxing, but his father had seldom mentioned Dorr. It all surprises him, but maybe it’s just seeing his own features reflected in the glass, and the long drop to Hong Kong from fifty stories up.

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