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Inspector Andreas Nomikos had found himself a private office to indulge in an hour of reflection. The station was practically empty: the search of the Elias house was in progress and Cristopoulos was conducting interviews at Taverna Ta Votsala. Nomikos had taken the precaution before starting work of standing at the counter of a nearby café to fortify himself with a Greek coffee, just how he liked it, medium sweet. Nobody in the café had tried to engage him in small talk.
In contrast to the assertiveness he had shown during the team briefing earlier, Nomikos felt the investigation had stalled. There were many problems. There was only so much he could do with the available manpower, for one thing. With men already deployed in the surveillance of Gautier and Grogan, he had only a skelet
