Although a work of fiction, this religious thriller has been packed with so many true events that it will stay with you long after you've finished reading it. Even the backdrop of the Vietnam War and what happened to Nickolas and his fellow soldier...
Chapter 17: The Red Monkey Lounge ...... (Your review here)
Alone, Sutton walked into the bar and headed straight for the bartender. "Hey, good to see you again. How have you been?"
Sutton smiled and reached out to shake his hand.
"I'm good, how 'bout you? Where are your friends? I thought you were going to Angkor Wat."
"That's where we've been. Blake and Maria are still there. I'm only here for as long as it takes. Hopefully I'll fly back to Siem Reap tomorrow. Look, I need to talk to you about something. Is this a good time?"
"Sure, what's on your mind."
"But first, let me have a cold beer and one of those Cuban cigars. Thank you."
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"So what's up? Why did you leave your friends in Angkor Wat?"
Shifting his weight on the stool, Sutton started to speak. "Please—I'll tell you all about it but right now I need to know how to get a chopper to take me to Elephant Mountain. You've got to know people who can help. And if you need money I can pay. But wait, you're right—I need to tell you why I have to go there."
"Why in the world would you want to go there? You know, those mountains are rumored to be infested with a bunch of loyal fanatics. Are you out of your mind? You might want to re-think this—seriously!"
"Loyal to who?"
"Well, I don't think anybody knows for sure but you couldn't get me to go there for all the tea in China."
