Ljubica Handjal’s brother–in-law was a big fish in Zagreb after World War II. Before he was retired rather early in his career, he was the chief of the Yugoslav version of KGB for the city. He was a true gentleman, Ljubica likes to say, her eyes glistening with conviction. He had done a great deal for her and her husband when it really counted. And he knew a great deal about people. One of his many sayings is her favorite, and she mentions it every now and then: “Animals are dangerous when they are hungry, but people are dangerous when they are full.” This bit of professional wisdom goes a long way toward explaining how it was in Yugoslavia of old just after the war.