Dinner in Phnom Penh by Leroy B Vaughn
Dinner in Phnom Penh by Leroy B Vaughn Mitchell looked at his watch, it was twenty-five after eight. “One good thing about the secret service” he told himself, “Is that you don’t have to...
Dinner in Phnom Penh by Leroy B Vaughn Mitchell looked at his watch, it was twenty-five after eight. “One good thing about the secret service” he told himself, “Is that you don’t have to...