ABSTRACT
The ambulance was parked inside a compound ringed with razor wire. The crew sat quietly inside, smoking and staring and waiting for the right set of headlights to show up. Almost exactly on time, a four-wheel-drive truck rolled through the gate. Nurses already were waiting at the emergency room entrance when the ambulance arrived at the hospital. The old man on the stretcher was still shouting. Three weeping women were there to greet him, and he tried to tell them everything. Bakir Drljacic used to be a soldier. Hed fought the Axis conquest of Yugoslavia in World War II. He was wounded in battle and wound up in the Jasenovac concentration camp in the Independent State of Croatia, a Nazi puppet regime created from Croatia and Bosnia.
