“Stefan,” Alex said as they walked around the reception desk and into his living room. “Why is your entire police force related?”
Stefan smiled and almost broke into a laugh. “Most people in Dkany are related.” He explained nearly everyone in Dkany was now related because of the decimation of the town’s population during Ceausescu’s regime. Only those who could convince the authorities they were pro-government and could afford to bribe the officials had been allowed to remain in their town. The others had been forced into government housing units in Bucharest. A long time ago, long time repercussions.
Alex nodded. He understood—had studied the Ceausescu and communist regimes. Dark days for all back then.
Once settled, the police took their statements while sipping on a glass of what one
