Ok, so we are lying low for a few days in... lets just say Country X. We believe agents from the Indian Secret Service are following us and will attempt to take us back to Bangalore for trial on work visa infringements – an ‘extraordinary rendition’ in the American parlance. We just have to avoid capture until our outward flight.
We are in a dairy buying ice creams. The gentleman behind the counter is taking an unusual interest in our activities as I opened my bag to put my sunglasses away. My eyes are darting from side to side. I look up from behind the shelves and I notice that there are cameras everywhere – on the walls, behind the counter; there is even one at the door as we flee outside. It is then that we start noticing other strange goings-on: taxi after taxi pass us driven by what I can only presume are secret operatives. Paranoid? I think not. We will post again when we can, but until then, Mum’s the word about our location.
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What sort of ice cream did you get?
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