Chapter 201 Myanmar Killing Game

The air that greeted them upon stepping off the private jet in Mandalay was a thick, humid blanket, smelling of damp earth, exotic spices, and exhaust fumes. It clung to the skin, a stark contrast to the sterile, air-conditioned world they had just left. Clement Vasquez drew a deep breath, his senses already on high alert. To any observer, they were a wealthy trio on a business venture: Alfred Swadlinge, the elegant and sharp-witted CEO of a burgeoning luxury brand, her handsome and imposing...