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Mae Sot, Thailand.

Mya sat on her bed at the Snake Skin, knees tucked up to her chin.

A banging on the door, and it burst open, ending her memories. Billy J swaggered in spouting his American DVD talk. ‘Easy money tonight, girl, puttin’ in bed time doin’ nuttin’. You got ten minute ta get Gaga back on da payroll. Any questions?’

Payroll: an advanced word for him. ‘No – no questions, Billy J.’

‘Din get yar motor runnin’.’

Motor running too. Almost eloquent (today’s new word for Mya). He’d been spending extra time with his DVDs and MP3 player.