attention. He found a perfect place to hide until memories faded enough for him to acquire a different, less isolated exile elsewhere. But the Butcher could not resist his basic nature. He came to believe that God had chosen him to change the world. Whether his thinking was the product of mad, messianic delusions or a fundamentally evil soul, I do not know, nor do I care. What I do know is that he planned on killing the abbot of our Russian monastery on Mount Athos. Our leader’s favorite cleric.’
‘My God.’ Vladimir didn’t even realize he’d spoken.
‘Well put. Our leader thinks of him as God’s emissary on earth today. He personally called to congratulate me for obtaining the information that saved his friend’s life. Of course, I told him it was you who actually was responsible for saving the abbot’s life.’
Yeah, I bet, Vladimir thought. I wonder if you even mentioned my name.
‘Under the circumstances I thought it would be unwise to kill the policeman who passed on the information that saved the abbot’s life. Although Zacharias no longer is of concern to this world — the exact words of the order were, “Send that bastard back to his maker in Hell” — passions still are running high on how close he came to killing our abbot. We wouldn’t want someone thinking you were working with Zacharias as an accomplice and sought to murder the policeman and his family as revenge for exposing your friend and ally, the Balkan Butcher.’
Vladimir’s heart skipped three beats. Only two people on earth could validate that it was Vladimir who passed on the information. One was Anatoly, the other the Greek cop. He’d carefully kept all mention of his own name out of the original e-mail to Moscow. And his call to Anatoly ordering the immediate elimination of the cop — and the opening words of this conversation — were undoubtedly recorded by this snake, to be edited into who knows what form. Yes, Anatoly was telling him what could happen to him, and what would happen… unless ‘So, my dear friend, Vladimir, don’t you think all of this wonderful news is deserving of a reward? And certainly one far greater than you offered me to eliminate the one who saved the life of our leader’s spiritual guide?’
‘How much?’
‘How much is one of your many private jets or boats worth? Surely you do not need them all?’
Vladimir swallowed hard. ‘I will expect you personally to inform our leader in my presence that I am the one responsible for saving the abbot’s life.’
‘Absolutely.’
‘Goodbye.’
‘Goodbye, my friend.’ There was a tinge of harshness to the words.
Vladimir hung up, drew in and let out a deep breath. He’d been blackmailed before and no doubt would be again. That was the price of success in Russia. He looked at his watch. He thought to call Barbara in Athens. No, she said she would be at the hospital with her friend, the cop’s wife. The woman had just had a baby.
He shook his head as if tossing away all thoughts of what he’d planned to do to that family. I must send them a gift.
‘He’s absolutely the most beautiful baby in the world.’
‘Thank you, Maggie.’ Lila was glowing.
‘Frankly, I think he looks like Tassos,’ said Kouros.
Tassos smiled. ‘That’s the blessing of having a Winston Churchill-like face. All babies look like you.’
‘When are you going home?’ Maggie’s eyes were glued on the baby snuggled next to Lila on the bed. ‘Tomorrow morning.’
‘She wanted to go home tonight, but her parents insisted she stay the night. After all, the baby was only born this afternoon,’ said Andreas.
‘Parents. Forever protecting their children.’ Lila stroked her baby’s forehead. ‘Now I understand.’
‘Where are your parents?’ asked Tassos.
‘They left with my mother.’ Andreas answered for her.
Lila’s eyes stayed on her baby. ‘They said they wanted to make room for our friends.’
‘Maybe I should leave,’ said Kouros.
‘Don’t worry, there’s plenty of room. I’m only expecting one more. Barbara should be here any minute.’
Andreas glanced at Maggie.
‘Oh, Chief, in all the excitement I forgot I have a message for you.’ Maggie handed him a note.
THE PARTY FINALLY RETURNED TO ATHENS EARLY THIS MORNING AND SWEARS
NOTHING EVER HAPPENED. YOU’VE BEEN HAD. OR RATHER, NOT.
Andreas stared at Maggie. ‘Is this for real?’
‘Absolutely.’
‘Is what for real?’ asked Lila.
‘Us.’ Time to change the subject, thought Andreas. ‘I still don’t know what to make of yesterday.’
‘Or what you made of my car.’
Andreas shrugged. ‘Sorry.’
Lila looked at the baby and smiled. ‘All is forgiven.’
‘Pick a name yet?’ asked Maggie.
‘Andreas’ father’s name,’ said Lila.
‘Good choice.’ Tassos smiled.
‘What was it?’ asked Kouros.
‘Tassos,’ said Maggie.
Kouros smiled. ‘Poor kid.’
Tassos smacked Kouros lightly on the back of his head. ‘So what happened yesterday that has you wondering?’
Andreas gave a quick version of the Protos’ visit. ‘All I know for sure is that this case is closed. Too many intrigues for my little cop mind to handle. Let the church sort out its own affairs.’
‘Do you think the Protos was telling the truth?’ asked Tassos.
‘Who knows? Not even sure if I care.’
‘Why would he lie?’ asked Maggie.
Andreas shrugged. ‘If the Russians were embarrassed and the Ecumenical Patriarch relocated to Mount Athos, that would knock the position of protos off the top of the Holy Mountain. Can you imagine two popes sharing the same Vatican?’
Maggie gestured no. ‘But this protos wouldn’t care.’
‘How can you say that?’ said Andreas.
‘Well, for one thing, the Protos never has to worry about an Ecumenical Patriarch moving to Mount Athos during his lifetime.’
Andreas stared at Maggie. ‘You never fail to amaze me, but how can you possibly know that this Ecumenical Patriarch will outlive the Protos?’
‘I don’t, wiseass, but remember, I’m the one who checked out Vassilis’ background. In addition to our current Ecumenical Patriarch, Vassilis was one of only two surviving graduates of the Halki School. That makes his schoolmate, the Protos, the only living person qualified under Turkish law to serve as the next Ecumenical Patriarch in Constantinople. To him it wouldn’t matter whether the Russians were embarrassed or not, for he’d be the next Ecumenical Patriarch, if he wanted the position.’
Andreas kept staring at her, then shook his head and let out a long sigh. ‘I give up. I’m not going to delude myself into thinking I’ll ever figure this out. All I know is the bad guys have all gone bye-bye.’
‘Or so we hope,’ said Tassos.
Lila smiled at Andreas. ‘That reminds me of our conversation with the Protos.’
‘Let’s not get into that again, please. I’m anxious enough at being a new father without worrying about being a pawn in church wars.’
‘No, I’m not talking about that part of the conversation. I’m talking about where he impressed me with his candor.’
‘I must have missed it.’
‘Well, it wasn’t something he said directly and, besides, you had other things on your mind… like my car.’ Lila laughed. ‘It was when he was grasping for a word to describe something very important to him, one that explained why he needed your help. The word he chose seemed odd to me and when I hinted at what else he might have
