Heavy, dark-haired Valeriu Georgescu was just about to leave for the office when the telephone began ringing in his New York apartment. He picked it up offhandedly. A second later, listening to the voice of the strange man on the other end of the wire, he felt a shock of mingled hope and alarm. The stranger began by suavely explaining that his name was "Costapeter," and that he was just in from Rumania. Rumanian-born Valeriu Georgescu understood instantly. He had been stranded in New York during a visit in 1947 by Communist seizure of the Rumanian oil industry, had...
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