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Twenty-seven-year-old Eylül Acar and her dog had hiked up to watch the sunrise from atop the twenty-three-hundred-meter ridge of the Central Taurus Mountains. She loved the view looking down on the tiny village of Değnek, Turkey.
She was daydreaming about whether or not she was going to sleep with her boss’ son, again. He was a glorious lover, so the answer was pretty easy, despite the risks to her career.
The question was, should she cook him her grandmother’s Iskender Kebab—she claimed that grandfather had first made love to her right on the kitchen table after eating that—or a chicken Perde pilavi? The latter took more time, but Eylül could make it ahead of time, leaving more time for s*x.
Before she could decide, she was decapitated by the armature between the two tires of the f
