We left the scene before the ambulance arrived. We didn't want the authority to ask uncomfortable questions later. The few tourists around us were foreigners, who didn't pay much attention to us because they were looking at the corpse with horror, intensely discussing the events, allowing us time to disappear unnoticed. They didn't see us talking with the victim anyway.
We sat silently in the car. While I was driving back to Tolo, Anna broke the silence eventually.
"Who was that man?" She asked, and I wished I could answer it! However, I shared my theory with her.
"Perhaps he is working for that German antique dealer, Ganz. If he is still alive of course."
"I don't understand. So who were those who killed Professor Bergman?"
"Them? They are working for a mysterious figure probably, who is also looking for the picture and had not yet revealed himself. Three of us are looking for it now, with them."
"This whole thing is like a bad dream," said Anna and I had to agree with her. "When are we going to Kavala?"
"You shouldn't come with me. It may become too dangerous."
"Maybe you are right, but if you think you can leave me out after what happened, then you are wrong!"
"I'm just worried about you. I shouldn't have let you join me in Nafplio either."
"You can't change it now. A man died... in my arms, Ron! I can not act like nothing happened. This memory will haunt me forever. I want him to pay for it... the one who committed the murder."
The anger and determination in her words convinced me that she wouldn't listen to me anyway. I won't be able to shake her off now.
Maybe I didn't even wished that to happen.
*
"So you are leaving us," inspector Fotopoulos looked at me, when I told him that I would continue my vacation in Kavala.
"That's right."
"I'm sorry to hear that. Well... I wish you all the best!"
"You just let me go like this?"
"It must be surprising to you, but I have nothing against you and there is no reason to arrest you. But I would like to ask something!"
"Go ahead!"
"Have you visited Nafplio today? Imagine, barely an hour ago the news told about a local resident, who was shot in the Palamidi Fortress!"
"This is the first time I hear about this. I met with a pretty lady, you know. She was with me in Nafplio, where we had lunch and walked around a lot. We wanted to go up to the fort but the staircase was closed, because a police officer didn't allow anyone to cross. Maybe this crime was the reason. Anyway we came back but if you have any problem with this..."
"Alright, alright! No need to take my question so seriously!" He waved his hand. "Enquiry is a bad habit of mine. Occupational hazard."
"I've noticed. With your permission, I would leave now."
"Goodbye, Mr. Wyatt!" We shook hands and I left the office.
I felt his watchful gaze on my back until the door was shut behind me.
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EYE OF THE HYDRA (complete)
Mystery / ThrillerThis short novel was published in Voices of Hellenism Literary Magazine in San Fransisco (2014-04-07) Ron Wyatt is enjoying his vacation in Greece, but things suddenly goes wrong when a young woman is murdered in front of his eyes. He decides to inv...