Friday, 12 July 2013

Adventures in Cephalonia 7

Hello. My name is Kostas Economides and I am a lecturer in the Department of Economics at the University of the South of England (USE for short). Well, actually that is not true really as the names of individuals and institutions in this blog have been changed to protect the innocent - and the guilty!

It seemed that Gus had only been asleep for a short while when he became aware of a tremendous commotion outside. Then, suddenly into the room burst George, his brother and Heather.

Gus jumped up from the bed immediately and embraced Heather. "How are you my love? Did they treat you OK? How did George and his brother find you and get you here?" He was full of questions.

"Let's go into the other room and sit down quietly so we can fill you in" said George. "We had a few ideas about where Maheras might have taken Heather and luckily our second hunch was correct."

When they were sitting comfortably in the main room George continued with the story. He said that after they had been watching the place for a few minutes they caught sight of Heather through the window, together with the two fishermen from the cafe. There was no sign of Maheras himself.

Then they got lucky. One of the fishermen came outside for a smoke and they were able to overpower him. After a while the other fisherman must have wondered where his friend had got to and he came out for a look. And so it was that we were able to capture him too".

Heather took up the story. "I couldn't believe that George had managed not only to find me but to rescue me too".

In the background the policeman was not happy. "You shouldn't have taken this on yourselves. You should have contacted the police. It is our job to deal with this kind of thing."

"With respect" said George "Time was of the essence. And you didn't manage to stop the kidnapping in the first place. All is well now. Heather is safe and we have the two fishermen tied up in the car outside ready for you to question them."

"What car?" asked Rebecca. "You left here on your motorbike. How did you get everyone back here?".

George explained that they had used the fishermen's car. Not Maheras' Mercedes but a beat up old Fiat. But it was good enough to get everyone back to the taverna. George's brother had driven the car with the two prisoners in the back and Heather next to him in the front. George had followed on his motorbike.

Suddenly Gus had a thought. "Do you think that Maheras mght know that Heather has escaped? Maybe he was in regular contact with his two fisherman friends and will be concerned if he can't get hold of them." And then another thought struck him. "What if he tries to leave the island? Perhaps he will try to get away on one of his fishing boats."

"Yes, we had better cover that possibility" said the policeman, immediately getting on his phone. He contacted his officers at the police station and told them t get down to the harbour to check as soon as possible. Then he said to George "Bring the prisoners in. Let's see what they have to say for themselves." But they would say nothing. They exchanged glances as questions were asked but refused to say anything at all.

A little while later the policeman's phone rang. Yes, it had been just as well that the police had gone to the harbour as they had got there just in time to apprehend Maheras. He and the man from the cafe were attempting to leave on one of the boats but the police had managed to stop them and take the into custody. The game was up.

"This calls for a celebration" said George. "Wine, beer, ouzo or brandy?"

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