I was 5 when my family had to flee Azerbaijan. My father had supplied computers to the previous political party, and when the new party came into power, they started to imprison anyone who had been associated with the previous party. They didn’t imprison my father but said that he would have to start paying them a large cut of the profits. When Dad couldn’t pay, they threatened to harm his children – myself and my younger sister. So he made a plan to quietly leave for Dubai, and we escaped.
We had nothing when we . . .