Forgive me, Mary Ann, if I am jumping to conclusions. But I have to wonder what these people have to hide. In answer to one of their questions: I myself have nothing to hide. Moving on to a second question: How long was William Wakefield in the dark? In all honesty, I can only guess. He knew he’d been framed. He read the warning in the Trunk Murder: clear out now, or next time it won’t be some hopped-up underling who’s lying in a shallow grave in the garden of the Pasha’s Library, or inside a trunk at the bottom of the Bosphorus. I am in no doubt it came as a shock to know his life to be in danger, yet not to know where the danger was. He’d grown so accustomed to omniscience. Or rather, the illusion of it. As for his activities during his last year in Istanbul: it is clear that (between drinks) he was running some sort of agent provocateur. This person would have been expected to involve him or herself in student politics, perhaps to influence the direction it took.
