Serey Monty’s father had been a minor government employee and she had been a high-school student in Phnom Penh. In 1975 the announcement of the beginning of her new life came in the raw voice of a black-clothed soldier, which rang up the stairway of their apartment house in the center of the capital to order all inhabitants to leave immediately. With her parents, two brothers, her sister, and brother-in-law she crowded into the family car. They took whatever food was in the house, a few clothes and the women’s jewels, Southeast Asia’s most common form of family saving. Even on that first day, Serey Monty witnessed roadside or officials. They trembled for her father, but his job had been mediocre and anonymous and he was not identified as a government worker….