But to Andreas this morning’s commute was as bad as ever. Perhaps he was only anxious to get back to his office. His unit was terrific, but he was the engine that drove the investigations, and things piled up whenever he was away, even for a few days. His phone rang. It was Maggie. “Yes, my love, what can I do for you?” “Where are you?” “Almost at headquarters. Traffic’s a bitch. Can this wait until I get there?” “No, turn around and head to the ministry. The minister wants to see you right away.” What the hell does Spiros want now? Always with the drama. “Did he say what it’s about?” “No, he just sounded nervous.” “In other words it has to do with the press. His whole world is driven by what the media says about him.” “Well, whatever it is, there’s nothing in the papers or on television about it yet.”
