Dragon Head - A Beatrix Rose Thriller: Hong Kong Stories Volume 1 (Beatrix Rose's Hong Kong Stories Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
She wondered which one was Chau’s. She wondered which one she would need to take to bring her closer to Isabella. A flight to London? Paris? Somewhere in America? She couldn’t answer the question. She didn’t even know which country her daughter was in. She left the airport and went straight to the Hua-yan jian. The Indian took a lacquered box and removed a solid black square that was wrapped in cellophane. He carefully unfolded the cellophane and put the opium on a tray with a small knife, a pair of thin-bladed scissors, a box of matches, a spindle fashioned from a knitting needle, and an unlighted coconut-oil lamp whose glass chimney had been fashioned by cutting the bottom from a jam jar. And then he brought out an opium pipe. The process added to the experience. Beatrix had quickly come to realise that burning it on a spoon or in the upturned head of a drawing pin was missing the point. There was a rite to it, at least if you did it properly.
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