I am nearing the end of my presentation when the first twitching of my face begins, the warning that I have to escape, to be alone. I have perhaps five minutes more. The Minister and his officials all have their eyes on me, waiting, and I know that I must finish, quickly, and get out before the attack takes full hold. The future of Jean-Paul Leroux as CEO Bordeaux Enterprises, maybe even the company’s whole Indonesian future, is in my horribly unsteady hands. Five minutes more, that’s all. I try to make a supreme effort to hide what is happening…