Tennis Interview

As he left, the young Thai serving men were untying the drapes on the three open sides of the pavilion and letting them close together to give Douglas and Krit privacy. They followed Rodriguez out of the now-enclosed pavilion and, when he hesitated to pull his camera case out from underneath the chair beyond the now-closed curtains, they continued on, carrying the remnants of the meal and chattering happily to each other in Thai.

Rodriguez didn’t go back to his room immediately, though. He lingered there, taking both a still and a small video camera out of his case and checking lens settings. It had been no accident or even distrust of the servants that had led him to bringing his cameras to dinner.

One aspect of their assignment was completed now—or would be when he’d taken the photos around the compound tomorrow morning. But it wasn’t just for a Tennis Talk article that he and Krit had come all the way to Bangkok—or that Krit had been chosen to come with Rodriguez for.

He waited until he heard Krit begin to moan and groan, and then he started walking around the draped area of the pavilion, on the decking that extended beyond those curtained walls, and peeked in partings of the drapes here and there, looking for good camera angles.