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Day surprised himself by managing to leave the house the next morning at half past six. He even felt alert and excited, no trace of the usual malaise which often hung round him at such an hour. The wind of the previous day had disappeared, and there was virtually no traffic on the road between Filoti and Chora until he reached the port area and encountered delivery vans visiting the restaurants and tavernas with supplies of fresh produce. He parked close to the police station and breezed into the reception area.
Andreas was already there giving instructions to four officers, all of whom were armed. As usual Andreas was not in uniform, but there could be little doubt of who was in charge.
“Good morning, Martin. Men, Kyrie Day will be with us today as a permitted civilian. You have you
