I gathered the team together and told them we would mount a hostage rescue mission that night.
The driver complied without waiting for my instructions. It was clear I was no longer in control of my own freedom.
A gentleman’s club seems an odd place for a black tie event. But there are no brass poles here, only wood panelling, leather-bound books, and a lot of culture.
…why, after 40 years of US training in basic infantry skills, did the Thai Army suddenly become capable of such complexity?