By Barbara Nadel
Vacationer brochures current Istanbul as a glamorous, sleek urban, however the brochures do not make a lot point out of Balat, a decrepit local of slim, twisting alleys and crumbling tenements. till lately it was once domestic to Leonid Meyer, a reclusive aged Jew who, like lots of his buddies, got here right here in the past to flee one among Europe's quite a few bloodbaths. yet Meyer's shelter eventually turned his coffin, the carnage topped with a huge swastika. Inspector Ikmen starts monitoring down the few those that may have recognized the previous guy, together with a pale prostitute, a shadowy relations of Russian emigrs, a despairing rabbi, and a high-strung younger Englishman within the throes of erotic obsession.
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I wasn’t going to carry you into it, however it simply type of occurred within the warmth of the instant. besides, who cares? It labored. He observed experience finally. He knew all alongside i used to be the one guy for this activity. ” He smiled unpleasantly. “I imagine the Mayor should have positioned strain on him. a superb admirer of right habit, our Mayor! this kind of individual the lads over in Vice often seize with underage hookers of indeterminate intercourse. Anyway”—he banged his fist on his desk—“down to enterprise. What and what has now not been occurring right here? ” “No good fortune with the derelicts, yet I’m going to place Cohen directly to that. ” Ikmen smiled. “Didn’t communicate Turkish too good, eh? ” “No. ” “What approximately Şeker Textiles? ” “I’ve mounted up for us to work out Reinhold Smits at his apartment in Bebek the next day at ten. ” “Good lad! ” He paused, after which eyed Suleyman shrewdly. “I feel you need to pass now? ” “Well, sir, if there’s not anything else…” Ikmen felt suggest. The boy was once a difficult employee and it used to be already seven-fifteen, yet there has been whatever else, and it was once vital. Like Suleyman, Ikmen felt disenchanted with their loss of development. He desperately desired to in achieving whatever, to end up to himself that the day had no longer been an utter waste of time. “How do you fancy paying the girl in Beyoğlu a trip? Maria Gulcu. ” “Now? ” “Yes. ” He stood up. “I’ve this nagging worry that she may be a relative. If she is it will possibly glance as though we’re dragging our heels. Come on, let’s do a little right paintings earlier than we pass domestic and fossilize in entrance of the tv. convey Ardiç that we’re prepared. ” Suleyman sighed. “All correct, sir. ” He placed his vehicle keys in his pocket and rose wearily to his ft. “Oh, incidentally, what occurred on the medical institution this morning? ” “Ah, definite. Leah Delmonte. ” Ikmen chuckled softly, yet his eyes have been unhappy. “She danced for me. ” Suleyman appeared careworn. “I imagine it was once speculated to be flamenco. plenty of arm-waving and suggestive appears to be like. It was once poorly performed and rather negative. Her general practitioner was once appalled. ” “But what did she say, sir? approximately Mr. Meyer? ” Ikmen regarded down at his badly scuffed sneakers and shrugged. “Nothing. She acknowledged not anything. Hers is a unnecessary line of inquiry. ” He regarded up sharply and adjusted the topic. “Come on, Suleyman, let’s move and spot what Maria Gulcu can let us know. ” * * * Robert chanced on the nutrition ordinarily friendly, yet unusual. In trying to accommodate his English palate the Gulcus had succeeded in making a culinary confusion. In universal with so much formal Turkish food, the greens have been served individually and sooner than the beef. They all started with fried courgette and roast potatoes. Leg of lamb with rice, back roasted and served with a beetroot and garlic salad undefined. Dessert, the main curious process all, consisted of unpolluted figs and skinny, watery custard. His hosts, Robert saw, disliked the sickly yellow liquid, yet all of them ate it—for his sake, he intended. It was once very considerate of them, yet he had hassle getting it down. It used to be foul. As he popped the final darkish, fleshy fig into his mouth, Robert stole a look round the desk.