21
Day woke the next morning to the sound of a message arriving on his mobile. He grabbed it from the bedside table, noting that the room was light. He rolled onto his side and propped himself up to read the message from Aristos.
Rania had remembered the story of the fisherman who had died in the fire on his boat nineteen years ago. It had happened off the coast near Agios Prokopios. She remembered it because she used to buy fish from the fisherman’s van, which he would park along the port road in Chora after a good catch. The name on the side of the van was ‘Artsanos’.
Day checked the time, threw back the sheet and headed for the shower, switching on the iron as he went. After his shower he rescued a shirt from the balcony where his washing was drying, ironed it and dressed quickly, en
