Exciting
news! My BDSM thriller Bangkok Noir is now available as an
audio book!
A
few months ago, I got an email from Jim Lyon at WordWooze Publishing,
asking if I’d be interested in publishing an audio version of
Bangkok Noir. Of course I was extremely flattered to have a
publisher come to me...! When I thought about it, I had to agree that
the book was an excellent candidate for audio. It’s written in the
first person, alternating two different characters. In both cases the
voice is intimate, almost confessional.
Anyway,
I haven’t had the chance to listen to the story yet, but you can
listen to a sample here:
The
book is also available on Amazon:
In
the hopes that I can tempt you to buy the book, here’s an excerpt.
When
the police colonel walked into my bar, I knew it was a bad sign. I
was pretty sure that I was up-to-date on protection money. I knew the
documents proving that all my girls were over eighteen were stowed in
my safe, and I'd done a drug check only yesterday, but I couldn't
help worrying.
Police
Colonel Apichat wasn't a bad sort. He was always polite, both to me
and to my girls, when he came by to pick up the monthly envelope of
cash. Occasionally, he'd even accept my offer of a drink. He'd sit at
the bar, nursing a Chang beer, hungry eyes surveying the dancers as
though he wanted to devour them.
I'd
send over two of my prettiest employees to try and cheer him up, but
with all their teasing and flirting, he rarely smiled.
That
night, though, he looked even more serious than usual. And he was not
alone. Behind his wiry, dark-skinned frame I saw the crewcut bulk of
his lieutenant, Narongchai. The girls called him Kwai, buffalo,
though he reminded me more of a gorilla.
I
hurried over to Apichat, and gave him respectful wai.
"Colonel, this in an unexpected pleasure. Please come inside.
Can I offer you and your companion a drink?"
"Thank
you, Madame," he said in English. He always speaks English to
me, even though he knows that I'm fluent in Thai. "We are on
duty. In any case, we come to tell you the terrible news."
Terrible
news? Was the government on another morality and social order
campaign? "Yes? What news?"
"A
girl from SuperVamp bar was killed last night. Choked to death in a
hotel room."
A
chill ran down my spine. SuperVamp is on the next soi. I know lots of
girls who work there.
"What
was her name?"
"Suwannee.
Her nickname was Nee." It didn't ring a bell. The name was a
common one.
I
thought for a moment. "If the murder took place in a hotel room,
it should be easy to find the killer. Just look at the registration
records."
Colonel
Apichat sighed. He was obviously very disturbed. "The victim
registered by herself, and paid in cash. The desk clerk never saw her
companion." Anger flared briefly in his flat brown eyes. "I
don't understand why these girls are not more careful. We make the
laws to protect them. They just ignore the laws."
I
didn't bother to point out that this was the typical Thai attitude
toward laws of any kind. Maybe it was a kind of Buddhist
non-resistance, letting the laws flow around them without touching
them.
Apichat
put his hand to his brow as if he was in pain.
"So,
how can we help you, Colonel?"
"Warn
your girls. If they see anything that makes them suspicious, tell
them to call '1771'. It's a special hotline number we have set up
since the crime. Tell them to program it into their mobiles, and to
always make sure their phones are nearby."
I
nodded. "Of course. I'll talk to them right away." I knew
the women who worked for me would pay far more attention to a warning
from me than from the police. "Is there anything else?"
He
looked troubled. "I think your girls need to be especially
careful."
"Why
is that?"
"The
girl who was killed—well, there was evidence that she had been
involved in some S&M activity." He obviously found it
difficult to talk about this. "She was found tied to the bed,
with plastic clothespins on her nipples, cigarette burns on her arms
and legs, and vibrators inside her." The plural seemed to make
him particularly uncomfortable.
He
pulled himself together and looked me straight in the eye. "We
understand your establishment tends to attract—that sort of
people."
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