Operation : Bitter Harvest (Chapter 21)

Cashing Czechs

The coffee grounds swirled at the bottom of my cappuccino as I held it with both hands.

The Albanian summer heat hit a crescendo, and those who could would get out of town to the beach or the mountains. I had to stick around for this year’s Fourth of July events before heading down to Greece, where my brother-in-law had an apartment. A new U.S. Ambassador had arrived in Albania, and it was important to be present for all the major events as he settled into his new role.