Roman

I expected more from an embassy. That wasn’t to say that I was totally unaccustomed to staying in a small suite. Hell, there had been times in my life I was happy to have a room to myself. I didn’t need to think back too far to recall contacting a friend in New York City to sleep on his couch.

Maybe the last three months had softened me. I’d become accustomed to the finer things in life. As it was, King Theodore and I were ...