Petros Markaris - Che Committed Suicide

‘Already, following the suicide of the businessman Jason Favieros, and the ensuing statement by the Philip of Macedon National Greek Front, there was evidence that the aforementioned nationalist organisation was planning to proceed to blackmailing well-known figures and even to political murders. Following the murder of the two Kurds, both of whom were employed on the construction site of Domitis Construction, owned by Jason Favieros, the police began a coordinated operation in order to apprehend the guilty parties. We are now in a position to state that the culprits had been blackmailing Jason Favieros and Loukas Stefanakos for many months, applying more and more pressure and eventually causing both to commit suicide.’

I was spinning in a huge vacuum. First of all, I had never heard anything about the police having had their eye on the Philip of Macedon National Front. And even if they had, it was work for the Anti-terrorist Squad and not for my department, even less for Yanoutsos, who until just previously had been looking for Mafiosos in order to pin the murder of the two Kurds on them. And why was it Yanoutsos and not Ghikas making the statement, or, for that matter, the head of the Anti-terrorist Squad, who was the one most competent to do so?

As I was racking my brains to work out what was going on, the lawyer for one of the three accused appeared.

‘My client is innocent and is being prosecuted for nothing more than his ideas,’ he said angrily. ‘These are actions that do damage to the validity and functioning of democracy. What person in their right mind can believe that three youths were the instigators in the suicides of two leading figures in the financial and political world such as Jason Favieros and Loukas Stefanakos?’

‘And what about the two Kurds?’ one reporter asked.

‘My client had no involvement whatsoever in the murder of the two Kurds and we will prove it in court.’

‘So you believe that the charges are trumped up?’ another reporter asked.

‘What I believe is that some people are looking for scapegoats so that all the fuss surrounding the scandals, which is harming the government, will blow over.’

‘You see, now, that you didn’t believe me?’ Adriani said triumphantly.

I nodded my head as though acknowledging her, because I was in no mood at that moment for an argument. The lawyer’s words had opened my eyes and I realised the game that was being played. Petroulakis, the Prime Minister’s adviser, had seen that I had not been in contact with him and had assigned someone else to hush up the business. And so it had fallen to Yanoutsos, without the Anti-terrorist Squad having any part in it.

This was the coup de grâce as far as the loss of my position was concerned. From the moment that Yanoutsos willingly carried out orders and rounded up the three extremists, there was no way that they wouldn’t reward him. And his reward would be to permanently take over my job. My sick leave would be up in less than a month and so I had to start looking for some refuge straightaway.

The sound of the phone roused me from my thoughts. Adriani never answered it when I was in the house because she thought it ninety per cent certain that it would be someone from the department for me. I lifted the receiver and heard Katerina’s voice. ‘Dad, have you heard?’

‘Yes.’

‘Are they right in the head? Are they trying to say that three village idiots forced a business tycoon and a leading politician to commit suicide? What a load of nonsense!’

‘Don’t ask me, dear. I know as much as you do about it.’

‘Anyway, I’ll tell you one thing. With all that nonsense they’ve no chance in court of making the charges stick.’

‘Perhaps there’s more that they’re not saying.’

‘Possibly. But more likely, they’re looking for a way to close mouths just like that lawyer said.’

‘We’ll see. Let me put your mother on.’

I was in no mood to go on with the conversation. What Katerina told me I already knew, but that didn’t do anything to change my own fate. They would decorate me for my bravery and put me out to pasture.

As I was reflecting on all this, I had one of my sudden flashes and understood what Ghikas was up to. The anti-terrorist people may not have known anything, but Ghikas was certainly in on it. Not even a leaf fell to the ground in Security Headquarters without Ghikas knowing about it. With some bitterness I realised that the conclusion I had come to on the day I visited the public notary was correct. Ghikas had supported me as long as the investigation was unofficial and he was in no danger of being compromised himself. However, as soon as he had received orders from his superiors to close the case, he had left me playing blind man’s buff and supported Yanoutsos because it suited him.

I felt anger rising inside me and rushed to the phone. I called Ghikas at home. I let the phone ring at least a dozen times, but no one answered. Of course, I thought to myself, he suspected I might call and he’s not answering so as not to get into an unpleasant conversation with me and lose his peace of mind.

Adriani shouted from the kitchen that the meal was ready. I sat down to eat a little ratatouille but it just wouldn’t go down.

‘Anyway, what are you brooding for?’ said Adriani, seeing me eating without any appetite. ‘Let them gouge each other’s eyes out. You’re not going to save the honour of the Police Force on your own.’

She thought I was brooding because the Force would be compromised, as I had told her nothing of what was eating away at me. I didn’t care a jot about the Force; what bothered me was losing my position. Of all the transfers I had had, this was the one that suited me to a tee and I liked the job, even though I was always walking a tightrope. Now they would stick me in some operations or planning department and I’d be pushing papers all day long.

‘I know what,’ said Adriani rather coyly, and I knew immediately that she was about to come out with something. ‘What would you say to us going to stay with Eleni for a while on the island? She’s always inviting us. If you want my opinion, after the hospital and all we’ve been through, it will do us good. You still have another twenty-seven days’ sick leave.’

She had counted them down to the very last one, but her idea provided me with a way out. If I got out of Athens for a while, at least I’d get a little peace. I’d get my strength back and I’d come back able to fight for a new position that wouldn’t damage my pride. But despite the positive side to it, I tried not to show too much enthusiasm so she wouldn’t get her hopes up and start nagging at me all the time.

‘We’ll give it some thought. It’s not such a bad idea.’

‘Wonderful. I’ll call up tomorrow to find out the times of the boats. Eleni told me that there are some new ones that do the trip in six hours. They’re a bit pricey, but it’s worth it.’

When she really wants something, there’s no need for you to say ‘yes’. All she needs is a ‘we’ll see’.

‘All right, find out. But don’t take it as definite.’

I left half the food on my plate and went to take up position in front of the TV. I knew that apart from losing my appetite, I was also going to lose my sleep. I again watched the three youths dashing down the corridor outside my old office, again listened to Yanoutsos’s statement and again became riled. However, then they showed interviews with the parents and neighbours of the three youths, something that was of interest to me. The parents of all three stated categorically that their sons were innocent. They swore at the government and cursed the police for plunging them into grief and stigmatising their offspring. The truest thing was said by a young lad from the same neighbourhood. ‘Okay, I’m not saying he was a saint, but a murderer? You’ve got to be joking.’