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Yanoutsos, who wore his bulletproof vest back to front like a straitjacket?
    ‘Rumour has it that he does it on purpose,’ said Sotiropoulos, breaking into laughter. ‘He dislikes him so much that he has him garble the statements to compromise him.’
    That’s something Ghikas is quite capable of.
    ‘I want to ask you a question, Sotiropoulos. Purely out of personal interest. What do you know about Favieros’s suicide?’
    ‘Nothing.’ His answer was direct and categorical. ‘No one knows anything. All as black as pitch. Perhaps his family knows something, but they’ve shut up shop.’
    ‘And all the talk in the papers?’
    ‘You mean about financial and psychological problems and the like? Hot air, Haritos. When reporters have nothing to go on, they simply dredge the drains to see what they might come up with, and what we usually come up with are old shoes, plastic bags and various refuse. Anyhow, as things stand, that story doesn’t have much of a life because there’s simply nothing for us to write about.’
    I thanked him and he told me he couldn’t wait for me to get back on the job.
    Adriani didn’t hear me entering the house because she was talking to our daughter on the phone.
    ‘Do you realise he’s been out wandering the streets for three hours now?’ she said to her. It was clear she was talking about me and so I had every right to eavesdrop.
    ‘Three hours, do you hear, Katerina?’ Her voice was full of concern. ‘Without telling me where he was going, he just opened the door and walked out.’ She paused to hear what Katerina said and then went on, even more tensely: ‘What harm will he come to? Are you joking? He might have had a dizzy spell and fainted. He might be in hospital right now! I’ve pleaded with him to get a mobile phone, but he won’t hear of it.’ This time the pause was cut short with indignation. ‘ Naturally , it’s me who’s to blame again!’ She felt angry and when Adriani is angry, there’s no point in trying to get a word in yourself. ‘Fanis, Fanis! Fanis isn’t here all day to see how I’ve rescued him from the hands of death! What I should do is get the police onto it because he’s been gone three hours now and I’ve no idea where he is!’
    ‘I’m here,’ I said, appearing in the doorway to the sitting room.
    She was taken aback because she hadn’t heard me come in, and an expression of relief spread over her face.
    ‘Here’s your dad, you wanted to talk to him and here he is,’ she said to Katerina with all the cheek in the world. ‘Your daughter,’ she said, handing me the receiver.
    ‘How are you doing, dear?’
    ‘Me, I’m fine. It’s Mum who’s not all right. You frightened her out of her wits and she was about to send out a search party for you,’ she said laughing.
    ‘I know. She’ll have to accept it.’
    There was a short pause. ‘Can I assume that your chat with Fanis yesterday had some effect?’ she asked cheerfully.
    ‘That and the suicide.’
    ‘What suicide?’
    ‘Favieros’s. Last night on the TV. Something suddenly clicked inside me.’
    She burst out laughing.
    ‘A bit macabre, but a shock like that usually does the trick.’ Then she became serious. ‘She does it out of love, you know. So don’t go now to the other extreme,’ she said to me.
    ‘Don’t worry! We’ll get back on track again.’
    We said our goodbyes and hung up. Adriani had gone into the kitchen to get the meal ready. Before going after her, I made a stop in the bedroom and took hold of Apostolides’s Lexicon of All the Words in Hippocrates . Katerina had bought it for me when I’d gone into hospital after a heart attack.
    I opened it at the word ‘recover’ and went into the kitchen. The table was laid and the food ready: boiled courgettes that she had been preparing in the morning and three meatballs. I went up to her holding the dictionary and read the entry out to her:
    ‘“Recover: regain health after illness; become cured. Some