25
Day left the police station in a sweat which had little to do with the midday heat. He was on a real high, he had to admit. The reason was the heady mixture of the amazing Nomikos, his strange but flattering relationship with the police, going out on a limb for Alex, and finally the revelation about the murder weapon. The deaths were linked after all. It was nothing short of an adrenalin bath. Or maybe he shouldn’t have had that espresso before he went in. Either way, it was time to calm down and think clearly.
A text from Helen told him she was walking into Filoti for a break from work, and he could join her in the Café Ta Xromata. At the café Helen was already sitting at a kerbside table. He joined her and ordered a lemon juice with ginger. No more coffee for him.
“You look exhaust
