That Place by Jay J Carr

Author:Jay J Carr
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9781522769859
Publisher: Pink Gorilla Multimedia Publishers
Published: 2015-12-17T05:00:00+00:00

Bangkok-

8.

The next few days Tod couldn’t recollect all that had taken place. The other news media did not have their scoop and Hurtle and the network had made a killing selling the rights to the story and footage.

Soon the streets of Bangkok were swarming with camera crews setting up bases to share the story that they broke. However, in this game the winner was the first to break the story. Hurtle basked in glory as he arrogantly marched around the hotel deciding who to speak to and under what circumstances.

The onslaught of media had not been good for business in the Soi, which made its money through anonymity and in the end the Commissioner of Police was quick to ban the live broadcasts ‘from the scene’ and instructed an overall ban within a 500 meter limit.

Hurtle was already working on the next scoop but again he was lucky, as he had sources looking for the ‘boy’ who was hired by Cunningham. One source specifically had located the ‘boy' in the province of Isaan, where he was from, and was trying to talk him into doing an interview.

Hurtle was clucking around, frantic to keep a can on the possible interview and he would have the sources on speaker phone, with an interpreter shouting orders and getting mad because it was taking so long. He was worried that with time the other networks would beat him to it. Tod knew what really worried him though was that the sources would defect to the other side and offer the rights of the story to the highest bidder. For this reason, he had sent the local Thai producer with to ensure that there were no nasty surprises.

Six days after the story broke and chaos ensued - they had a breakthrough.

Tod was sitting with Hurtle discussing one of the less frequent updates, when the phone rang and Hurtle put in straight onto speaker.

“He’s agreed to the interview,” the voice said.

“Fucking brilliant!” You could see the glee in his eyes.

“But, not so easy. It comes with a condition.”

“Fuck! I knew the little Fucker was going to do this. So what the fuck does he want? A fucking suite at the Ritz and a million dollars?” The glee had quickly turned to exasperation.

There was silence on the other side of the phone.

“Yes, I am fucking waiting! What does the wanker want?”

Again a silence ensued followed by the sound of a deep breath being let out.

The voice was calm, “Please write this down.”

“Well, just tell us for fuck’s sake.”

Tod motioned to Hurtle, showing the pen in his hand and the open notebook.

“He is worried about his family finding out that he used to do this kind of work. So we must guarantee that we will not show his face either on camera or take any photos of him.”

“Fine. That one’s fucking easy.”

“He also want to do the interview in Bangkok and not here.”

“We can have him on a plane in an hour.” Hurtle was already pulling his laptop closer.

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