By the time Alex Timofeev got home from work at the Nakoma Country Club, had dinner and relaxed with his customary cup of tea, it was past midnight. When the doorbell rang in the early morning he tried to ignore it. But the ringing was insistent so he left his fiancée in bed, threw on some boxer shorts and went to the front door.
Timofeev says he found an “unassuming lady” who identified herself as an official with U.S. Immigration & Customs Enforcement, or ICE. At first he hoped it was about his petition for permanent residency, which he says has been in the works for years. “I thought, finally, some questions are going to be answered.” [Read more…]