Forty two

I woke up in a simple room with three beds, me on the one closest to the door. I was fully clothed and in the adjoining bed next to me was a Thai woman who woke up with a start when I said, “wheres my son?”.

She held up a piece of paper with 14,000 baht written on it.

“I don’t care,” I said, “I’ll pay it but where is my son?!”

She held her hands out to calm me but I was up and off the bed and looking for a way out. But the problem was I didn’t have a fucking clue where I was.

Never i...