Eddie squinted. “This is gibberish.”
Luan was the ghost. A former translator for Enver Hoxha’s regime, now a middleman between bootleggers and something darker. They said Luan had once subtitled Apocalypse Now into Gheg dialect so perfectly that a warlord in Kukës wept for an hour. The Italian Job Me Titra Shqip Third Calvi Volare I
Artan lit another cigarette and loaded the reel. Eddie squinted