Chapter 6
Dream: Bucharest, Romania Dkany Home: Evanston, Illinois
The apartment door burst open. A man charged into the living room. Splotches of sunlight pouring through the dormers covered his military uniform.
Startled, Elena shouted, and Janek Ivanov rushed from the bedroom, tripped, and almost fell when his socks slipped on the tiles. Jan yelled something in Romanian she didn’t understand. The man’s focus shot toward Jan.
“Klaus!” The two men argued so fast, Elena couldn’t pick out the words, except for “bastard” and “traitor.” The man drew a knife from his inside pocket.
“No!” Elena picked up a lamp, and as the man lunged into Jan, she hit him over the head. Klaus spun around and, for a split second, locked eyes with her, his expression dark and lethal. Then he turned and spran
