**Part One**
**The Deal**
It was a beautiful summer day in southern Sweden. The sun shone down from a clear blue sky while I was driving along the fields in my BMW M6 Cab. I had only owned it for a couple of weeks and I was heading from my summer house outside of Kivik into work in Lund. When I was closing in on Loberod I remembered that there was a little Thai food wagon there that served an excellent fried rice. I drove into the small town that most people just passed through if they even knew that it existed. After a couple of hundred yards I saw the food wagon. It stood just where it used to, it must have been two years since I last ate there. I pulled up the car to the curb and stepped out. Two wooden tables with benches were placed just next to the wagon and two teenage girls sat there drinking Coke.
”Nice car”, said the first girl.