The Baklava Club: A Novel (Investigator Yashim) - Plot & Excerpts
He brought two orderlies along with a stretcher and a canvas cover. There was no sign of the Italians. No sign of Ghika, either. The young kadi went very white when he saw the corpse. “This is a crime of Nazarenes,” he said, as the orderlies maneuvered the body onto the stretcher. “It is not in our imagination, such a violation of a woman. There is no way a Muslim could have done this.” Yashim, who had been looking for jewelry or money, stopped his search for a moment. “Say that again.” “A Muslim could not have done this. Many other crimes, yes. I have seen many bad things. But this kind of killing? I will not believe it.” He shrugged. “She was a Nazarene, and she died at the hand of one of her own. Come, we will leave this to the orderlies.” In the main room the kadi opened a window and stood looking out into the court. Yashim prowled the room, opening the drawers of the chest, running his fingers along the shelves. He could hear the men arguing in low voices through the door.
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