An Aegean Prophecy - Jeffrey Siger [28]
‘I don’t know, I sincerely don’t know.’ He turned from the window and looked into Andreas’ eyes. ‘Whoever killed my dear friend does not fear God … or, worse, might see his murder as serving God in some way.’
This is getting freakier by the minute. ‘Any names come to mind?’
He gestured no. ‘The Russians certainly qualify - in both categories - but it could be a lunatic, a zealot, the antichrist.’
Andreas believed in flesh and blood bad guys, but thought if the Russians were behind this he might stand a better chance against the spirit world. ‘It had to be someone who felt threatened enough by Vassilis to kill him.’ Andreas paused. ‘And no doubt would kill again if threatened.’
‘I know, that’s why I keep Sergey closeby.’
‘A wise decision.’ Andreas looked at his watch. Time to make another wise decision. He stood and handed the man his card. ‘If you get any more thoughts or ideas you think might help, please give me a call. And do you have a card so I may reach you with what I’m sure will be more questions?’
‘You have my phone number, don’t you?’
‘Yes.’
‘That’s the best one to use, calls to that number come directly to me.’
‘Fine, and thank you for your time.’
‘Thank you, Chief Inspector.’ He walked Andreas to the door. ‘I will call my friend to thank him for getting you assigned to the case. You’re definitely the right man for the job.’ He patted Andreas on the back and opened the door.
Andreas stepped out, and turned to acknowledge the compliment.
‘And, of course, to thank him for setting up this meeting.’ His Holiness shut the door.
Oops.
‘Do you really think he’ll ream out a former prime minister?’ Kouros was driving them back from the airport, and Andreas had just finished filling him in on the meeting.
‘Don’t know what their relationship is like. Don’t even know who the guy is, but for Tassos’ sake, I sure as hell hope not. I think he just was letting me know I wasn’t fooling him.’
‘What’s your take on him?’
‘He’s definitely smart and didn’t get where he is in the church making bad political decisions. He doesn’t come across as a potential bad guy, but he’s certainly no country bumpkin priest either. He’s a politician, a church politician at that. I want you to find everything you can about him, but I also want you to dig up what you can on that giant Sergey. I’m betting he’s here on asylum and we’ll get a better measure of the boss when we see what sort of “loyal follower of the faith” he’s protecting.’
‘Why do you think the boss didn’t want to identify himself? He must know we’ll find out.’
‘I think it was just a case of nerves. He has real reason to be afraid, and if not telling me his name gave him comfort, so be it. The real question is, how did the bad guys know Vassilis was on his way to meet him?’
‘Perhaps they didn’t know?’
‘Then how did they know Vassilis was carrying something worth killing him for?’
‘Like I said, maybe they didn’t know, just decided to take him out as a precaution.’
Andreas shook his head. ‘I don’t think so. Even an idiot would realize murdering a monk on Patmos during Easter Week would unleash the kind of political pressure we’re getting to find the killers. A “precautionary murder,”’ he flashed his fingers at Kouros, ‘is a drug-induced heart attack or a tragic automobile accident. This is what you do in desperation, when there’s absolutely no other alternative.’
‘So we’re back to “How did the bad guys find out?”’
‘If we figure that out, it might give us who they are. I wish we knew what they’re so damn afraid of.’ He stared out the window. ‘Have Maggie start in on transcribing the tape first thing in the morning. No one but Maggie.’
‘She’ll just love you for that.’
Andreas smiled. ‘I’m sure, but we can’t afford gossip in the typing pool about Russians or the antichrist running around killing monks.’
Kouros cleared his throat. ‘Yeah, it’s beginning to sound like one of those books by that American guy, Dan Brown.’
Andreas turned and stared at him. ‘How long have you been sitting there, waiting for an opportunity to say that?’
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