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CHAPTER 13

HOTEL ZANGDHO PELRI PUNAKHA, BHUTAN

THREE HOURS HAD passed since Grant had sat transfixed in the utse tower library as Kinley translated the stories of Issa. Before they left, Kinley had signaled to Jigme from the window to distract Dawa again while they made their escape. After they descended the six long flights of stairs, Kinley left to tend to the junior monks while Grant and Kristin caught a silver Land Rover taxi from the dzong into Punakha. The small town consisted of two-story wooden buildings with shop space on the ground floor and apartments on the top. With the wind blowing dust down the main street, Grant thought that Punakha appeared like an Old West town in the States, minus the tumbleweeds.