Saving My Assassin
Prodan, Virginia
Bucharest, Romania, 1985"A big man in the waiting room says he wants to discuss a case, " my assistant announced from the doorway.I still had a mountain of work to do. Will this day never end? I thought. "Go home, Miruna. I'll see how I can help him."I went with her to the reception room and invited the tall, muscular man to follow me. As he entered my office, he ran his huge hand over the silver doorplate reading, Virginia Prodan, Attorney. T...
