KNIFE BETWEEN THE KNOCKERS | EXPAT LIFE | CAMBODIA
#44 — The Robber Tapped My Chest With the Point of the Blade
He said, ‘Where’s the money’?
The gang of three got off the motorcycle. I thought, “Fuck me, what have I done?”
That night in Phnom Penh, I was at the Heart, our bar. My husband went home early.