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As they were driving towards Chora following the inspector’s car, several police vehicles passed them heading out towards Melanes, probably the scene of crime team, if there was one on the island, or maybe a medic. For the first time Day parked the Fiat right outside the police station. Ordering a young policeman to fetch coffee from the nearby café, Cristopoulos led Day and Helen to his office and pointed them to the chairs facing his desk. They made small talk for a few minutes, waiting for a uniformed officer to take a seat at the back of the room to take notes. The Inspector then pursed his lips and looked at them frankly.
“I appreciate you’re in a state of shock, but regrettably I need to ask you some more questions right away.”
“Of course.”
“Firstly, tell me how you came to be
