“Can we dispense with the blindfold now, gentlemen?” Djvonic asked. No response. He wasn’t completely sure these guys even spoke English. One of them said, “Put this on” about an hour ago, thrusting the blindfold against Djvonic’s chest, but that might have been a learned phrase. Since then he had been bundled into the back of a van and driven through endless back streets and into what felt and sounded like an underground...