Chapter 34
Sandor Inn Dkany, Romania
Everyone in Dkany loved a good party.
When word had gotten out that Gregory Balogh used their castle to house an international d**g ring, the Dkany residents were outraged. They would have loved to hang Balogh and his men off the tallest oak tree in the square, but as that was illegal, and these people were dead anyway, they came out to the Sandor Inn in droves to celebrate.
Waiters wore traditional Romanian costumes, passed around trays of champagne and canapés to the folks jammed in the lobby, restaurant, and bar. Mikhail vaulted from one group of people to another, pointing out his new parents whenever Alex and Elena were in view. The wine flowed freely. Everyone was jovial—some drunk, most not quite.
Elena’s eyes riveted on the mayor, congratul
