In Singapore, house renovation had only one goal — to convey wealth. He had seen houses that appeared huge, with a vast amount of road frontage, only… - Shamini Flint

The fact of the matter was that he was spoilt. Singapore was such a pleasant place to hunt down murderers. It was easy to get around, hardly any traffic. The killers had nowhere to run, the island was so small. The air was clean and the trees green so his health didn’t deteriorate as he pursued his vocation. He stared sadly at a dusty spindly tree surrounded by a protective cordon of railings. Here, even the trees were in prison.

Everyone needs a hobby," said [Inspector] Singh. "Terrorists also." "Oh, I see," said [Inspector] Singh, flippancy erased from his voice. "That's not good news.

It seemed, pondered the inspector, that no sooner did you give a man a car than he wanted to drive somewhere and do something.