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broken. The door on the far side suddenly opened and Bobby Gold, looking thinner and tanner than he'd remembered him, was sitting next to him, grabbing him by the hair and pulling his head back. The .38 broke a tooth as it went in Tommy's mouth. Tommy's last thought was of bridgework as he heard the words, "Hello, Tommy," matter-of-factly spoken as Bobby pulled the trigger, pushed the barrel ever deeper down Tommy's throat.

Bobby emptied the gun, the car filling with cordite smell, the report deafening in the enclosed space. When Tommy sagged back onto new leather, a single perfect smoke ring issued from his open mouth.

Bobby Gold, in a purple-and-blue sarong, feet bare, drank Tiger beer and watched children washing their hair in dark, brown, muddy water at the riverbank. A water buffalo strained to pull a cart with a missing wheel in a rice paddy in the distance. A Khmer in a khaki shirt and shorts, a red krama covering his head from the sun, collected sticks from the roadside. Bobby brushed a persistent fly away from the corner of his mouth and lit another 555, sat there smoking, yearning for pizza.

A NOTE ON THE AUTHOR

Anthony Bourdain is the author of Kitchen Confidential: Adventures in the Culinary Underbelly, which spent fourteen weeks on the New York Times bestseller list, and the Urban Historical Typhoid Mary, as well as A Cook's Tour, which was turned into a successful series by the same name for the Food Network. His mystery novels include Bone in the Throat and Gone Bamboo. He is the executive chef at Brasserie Les Halles in New York City. This old-style face is named after the Frenchman Robert Granjon, a sixteenth-century letter cutter whose italic types have often been used with the romans of Claude Garamond. The origins of this face, like those of Garamond, lie in the late-fifteenth-century types used by Aldus Manutius in Italy.