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    â€˜At least he’s going in the right direction,’ said Fran.
    Martha’s Place, the middle one of three restaurants on the shallow river that ran through the village, was reached by a bridge that looked a lot more unstable than it actually was. Trees lined both banks and shaded the tables that were set on pontoons in the water, attended by ducks and the occasional goose. Below them against the bank sat a row of kösks, the covered Turkish outdoor seating areas. Justin was waiting for them on the other side of the bridge at the head of the steps that led to the pontoons, a comfortable-looking middle-aged woman with plaited grey hair by his side.
    â€˜This is Martha,’ said Justin.
    â€˜Hello,’ said Martha, beaming at them. ‘Come on down and let’s get you something to drink. What would you all like?’
    A small waiter was sent scurrying to procure coffee all round, and Martha led them to a table in the middle of the river.
    â€˜This is wonderful,’ said Libby, gazing round. ‘I’ve never seen anything quite like it.’
    â€˜Beautiful, isn’t it?’ agreed Martha. ‘We’re very lucky.’
    â€˜Have you been here long?’ asked Guy. ‘Only I was told that there was only one river restaurant when I came to the bay some years ago.’
    â€˜Yes, we were the first.’
    â€˜And you knew Alec Wilson,’ prompted Fran.
    The beaming face fell. ‘We did. I can’t believe … any of this.’
    â€˜We felt the Jandarma weren’t really concerned to look into the death properly,’ said Ben. ‘About his mother, for instance.’
    Martha’s face lightened. ‘I’ve spoken to the consulate in Antalya this morning, and they are going to intervene. I don’t think the locals were even going to do an autopsy.’
    â€˜But he was drowned, is there any point?’’ said Harry.
    â€˜You know better than that, Hal,’ said Peter. ‘They need to know if he was dead before he went into the water.’
    â€˜And he must have been,’ said Libby. ‘No one could have tied that bag to his waist if he’d been alive – or conscious.’
    â€˜Do you know anything about his mother?’ asked Fran. ‘She ought to be told.’
    â€˜He never even told me her name,’ said Martha sadly, shaking her head. ‘He told me she’d found him, and that was all.’
    Everyone except Martha looked at Harry, who smiled.
    â€˜They’re all worried about me,’ he explained. ‘I found out about my childhood only last year, so it’s a bit close to home.’
    â€˜Oh.’ Martha looked mildly confused, but the moment passed with arrival of the small waiter and the coffee. ‘English coffee,’ she said. ‘Not Turkish. Ismet likes the Turkish, but I can’t stand it.’
    â€˜What did the consulate say about finding his mother?’ asked Fran.
    â€˜They said there must be some evidence in his house, but they didn’t know if it had been searched properly.’ She shook her head again. ‘Ismet says he’s pretty sure it wouldn’t have been.’
    â€˜What about how he got out to that cave?’ said Guy. ‘Someone with a boat must have taken him out there.’
    â€˜Alec had a boat himself, but the Jandarma said it was still beached.’
    â€˜Someone would have heard an engine though, don’t you think?’ said Guy.
    â€˜I doubt it. Unless they lived right by the water’s edge. And a boat taken out at night wouldn’t have gone from the part of the beach by the hotels.’ Martha sighed. ‘It must have been a local. Nobody else would have known where to get a boat, or how to take it round the headland.’
    â€˜Or how to get a body down to the boat,’ said Libby.
    â€˜Unless the body was still alive when it got into the boat,’ said Ben.

Chapter Five
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