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He looked down at the bodies of the two faceless men.
The sun rays drying the blood on their mutilated heads. The Austrian colonel
stood beside Chief Inspector Sage and Major Sam and said with angry emotion,
“What animals would have done this to my men – and why?”
Sage placed his right hand on the shoulder of the
Austrian colonel in his way of supporting another man who was now visibly shaken
by what lay at their feet. “Horrific Colonel, I am lost for words.”
Major Sam Stone, Military Police Operations Officer
and a Canadian who led the Military Police in the United Nations Forces now
serving in Cyprus, shook his head and said, “We will do all we can to get to the
bottom of this and find the persons responsible and now I am declaring this a
Murder Crime Scene.”
Sage himself was upset at the sight of the cadavers
at his feet. Their uniforms torn to shreds and open flesh wounds on their upper
bodies and legs still oozing fluids.
Sage thought to himself, I saw dingoes rip
faces of goats back in Australia.
What human dingoes have done this?
Mid August in Cyprus the heat in the middle of the
day was oppressive. One would realise and understand why Cypriots enjoy their
afternoon Siestas. Sage came to Cyprus in April with the 17th
Australian Police Contingent. The historically first Australian Federal Police
members made up of twenty men whom at this point were to serve a twelve months
tour of duty. Sage stood looking down the deserted streets of the once bustling
tourist town of Famugusta now occupied by the
Turkish Forces who invaded the northern part of this magnificent Mediterranean Island on the 20 July, 1974. The hotels
in the distance were deserted, as were the beaches, and now some of the rooms
are occupied by soldiers. The strong hot wind blew dust across the worn bitumen
road he looked at and the sight reminded him of how alone one would be out here
at night and the movie High Noon came into his thoughts with Gary Cooper,
the lone marshall, facing his enemy on a hot dry windswept street in a western
town in America. Funny what one thinks of in situations like this and right
now I am angry and I must control my emotions as I have work to do with Major
Sam as this investigation begins.
Six months ago Brigadier General Ipelki arrived in Cyprus and took command of the twenty thousand
plus Turkish troops on the northern part of the Island
and approximately 1500 Turkish Cypriot conscripts ranging in age between 18 and
40 years. He took up residence in a magnificent villa overlooking Kyrenia
Harbour rumoured to have been once owned by a millionaire bakery owner. He
brought with him his beautiful wife, Tekke, and they enjoyed a happy and loving
The General, who she called Hat short for Hatun, sat
on the white timber deck chair smoking.
“My darling, it is time we invited the colonel and
his officers from the Austrian UN Forces to a dinner party. What do you think?”
Her black coloured eyes looking wide-eyed and directly into his as she knelt
before him in her bikini. He leaned forward and kissed her. “You are a beautiful
woman and I love you so much. Yes my dear, anything for you.”
“Thank you my darling, I will make plans for the
dinner to take place here beside the pool. It will be a grand night. I will make
She kissed him on the forehead and turned and walked
to the edge of the swimming pool and dived in and swam for the next fifteen
minutes. The General sipped his Scotch and watched her. Life is good.
He was a few years her senior – ten to be exact. At
fifty he looked fit. A tall man with a little weight around the belly. Over
180cm with black receding hair and a black moustache which he played with when
deep thoughts came his way. Tekke, at forty, looked thirty. She, for reasons
unbeknown to both, never fell pregnant. She didn’t really care. Her long black
hair complemented her olive skin and her breasts were large and firm. Her waist
small, her hips firm and rounded. She took good care of herself and she made
sure she kept her husband happy in bed. Indeed an attractive and sensual woman
with an unusual smile. Her teeth were capped in porcelain and the two top front
teeth each had a small diamond inserted in the centre of the tooth. Her smile,
you could say, cost a lot of money. “I love the diamonds there,” she would say
if asked why?
This made her unique as a person as she herself said
many times, “I haven’t seen anyone else yet with diamonds in their teeth, have
you?” The answer by the person she may have been speaking to at the time was
always in the negative.
Hatun, she knew, watched her like a hawk. Jealousy
ran inside him and sometimes he could overpower her with it. She needed space
and here in Cyprus
she decided to find some.
Major Gond and Major Seib both arrived in Cyprus
in April of 1980. About the same time as Sage did.
Sage asked the Austrian colonel, “Do we have some
details about these men, Colonel?”
“Yes of course Chief Inspector, Major Gond arrived in
April. He lived in the mountain village resort of Mayrhofen with his wife and
two children, a boy fourteen and a girl thirteen. I believe he was happily
married and his wife worked as a receptionist at a holiday resort in the town.
He was forty five years of age.”
“And can you identify Major Gond?”
“Yes, he is here,” the colonel indicated with his
right hand the cadaver to the right of the colonel.
“And the deceased here is?” Sage indicated the
cadaver to the left of the colonel.
“He is Major Seib, he has a tattoo of a pair of skis
on his right forearm. A champion he was. I believe he recently divorced. He
served as an Austrian Army Reservist before coming here. He ran a business in
Weis and I believe was a qualified pastry cook. A handsome man forty two.”
Major Sam added, “You of course will be advising next
of kin of the deaths and arranging for transportation to Austria
as soon as possible. I will see the Turkish police on this side are advised and
give them the opportunity to visit the scene. We are in the ‘Buffer Zone’ area
which makes this investigation our jurisdiction. Right now we need the force
photographer here as soon as we can.”
Sage kneeled down and examined the right wrist of
Major Seib. He saw raw skin. “The wrist is red raw and the other the same.”
Major Sam examined the wrists of Major Gond and he nodded.
Somewhere in the past Sage remembered the history of
the fifties of this Island
where people were murdered in this fashion of dragging the victim along the road
and leaving the body.
“Have you any idea Colonel, as to why these two men
in your Contingent would be murdered in this way?”
“No, I have not. They were both Operation Officers
and good at their jobs. It is beyond me.”
“We will some time later today go back to
Camp Leopold and search their quarters. There
has to be something for us to establish some motive for this,”Major Sam added.
The sun vanished for the day when Major Sam and Sage
left the crime scene and the bodies transported back to Camp Duke Leopold Five
at Famugusta in Sector Six.
They were tired and thirsty and were glad of the
invitation to the Officers’ Mess for dinner and a cold beer. They both still
were concentrating on this investigation. During dinner Sage spoke with several
young officers. He learnt from his questioning the two dead men went everywhere
off duty together and they were travelling across to South Nicosia with a woman. Her identity not known.
That is a start. A woman. Who is she? Has sex come into this?I hope this is not
what I am thinking.
The colonel advised Major Sam and Sage of his
conversation with the Force Commander of the UN Forces here in Cyprus.
It was agreed the bodies be taken to Austria; arrangements were being
made now for a Canadian Hercules to fly them back and post mortem examinations
held there. The Turkish police here were advised and seemed agreeable to this
course of action. Sage made a comment to Major Sam, “Not interested these guys,
strange real strange?”
“Yes, I agree, Peter.”
A search of the quarters of the two men in question
revealed nothing of interest.
Two months before the murders Tekke sent out
invitations to the commander of the Austrian Contingent, as well as six
officers, to attend a dinner the following Saturday. “It will be a grand
affair,” she told her husband, “and I want this night so much to be a success.”
The menu she selected would please everyone. ‘The
Meze’ is a favourite with the Cypriot people and indeed with the thousands
of tourists who flock to the Island. The locals
have a saying to the visitors, “Don’t eat too much of each dish and you will
She selected the wines, which would be Cypriot.
Heading her list the wine Othello…A rich full burgundy strong in flavour and
ideal for meat dishes. Diomaine d Aheraa wine for the connoisseurs with a good
strong grape taste. There would be an assortment of beers and
Label Scotch. Quality Port
and Brandy for after dinner coffee.
The starter courses would consist mainly of dips
accompanied by hot pitta bread and fresh salads and vegetables. Talatouri
is a dish of very finely chopped cucumber mixed with thick natural yoghurt,
garlic and fresh mint. Houmousis a thick dip, made from ground chickpeas
mixed with tahina, sesame oil with lots of garlic and sprinkled with cayenne
pepper. Taramosalata is a delicious dish, bright pink in colour, made
from smoked Cod’s roe, mixed with onion, lemon juice and parsley. Then comes
grilled Halloume, which is grilled goat’s milk cheese.
Tahinosalada is a dip made from
tahina, garlic, lemon and water eaten with hot fresh bread or used as a salad
dressing. Yemista comprises tomatoes, potatoes and grape wine leaves
stuffed with a meat and rice mixture. Melinzano Salata is a dip made from
the pulp of cooked aubergines mixed with breadcrumbs, olive oil, garlic, lemon
juice and fresh mint.
Excellent so far, yet I think we need more dishes,
she thought and added subtle flavours with egg bases. Egg and Spinach
with scrambled eggs, lemon and ground pepper. Chicken Livers to be served
fried with fresh tomatoes and onions, mixed with scrambled eggs. At this point
of the Meze, dishes of mushrooms sautéed in butter, slices of eggplant,
fresh beetroot or other vegetables according to the season. There will be a
short break from these course to give my guests time to digest, with hot towels
to their face and hands, and drinks of their choice. Their tastebuds will come
alive and we shall continue to dine.
She continued with the menu. The
fish first, Maridhes, deep fried whitebait to be eaten whole, heads,
tails and all. Octapodi Krasato, is Octopus marinated in red wine,
cooked with tomato, onion, bay leaves and cinnamon. Savoro are tiny red
mullet deep fried and served cold in a wine vinegar sauce. Kalamaraki are
bay squid deep fried and eaten very quickly. Afelia are small chunks of
pork marinated in red wine and cooked with coriander seeds. Tavas is
cubed lamb cooked in an earthenware pot in the oven with onions, tomatoes and
flavoured with cumin. Stifado is a beef stew cooked in wine vinegar with
onions and spices. Kieftedhes are tiny meatballs flavoured with onions
and parsley. Souvakia are cubes of lamb or pork grilled over charcoal.
Sheftalia is a sausage from minced pork and lamb, parsley, onions and
cinnamon. These grills to be followed by and accompanied by a mixture of salad
and tomatoes, cucumber, with olives and lemon juice. To finish the menu masses
of fresh fruits in season and good strong black coffee. Other wines to accompany
the meal were Bellapais, Arsinoe, Fair Lady and some rose wines, Cour
de Lion, Semeli and Othello.
She gave the written menu to the head Chef at her
residence and instructed he keep to her wishes and provide a well presented and
delicious feast. She sat back in to the soft leather black coloured lounge sofa
and sipped a glass of mineral water. She seemed relaxed after putting in an
afternoon of deciding a menu.
The invitations were sent and the R. S. V. Ps
returned. There would be at least a dozen people attending, including Major Seib
and Major Gond. Ismail the Chef was congratulated by the General and his lady
for the magnificently set table now displayed outside by the pool of this
hilltop mansion. Tekke produced her finest silver and china with plates from
England and the crystal wine glasses from Italy.
On dusk the guests began arriving. The gods were
smiling on Tekke tonight. Clear skies with a slight breeze coming off the
harbour complemented the atmosphere of this night now beginning. The guests were
being welcomed individually by the General and Tekke. The Austrian colonel and
men arrived together. He, a dapper man, splendid in uniform. The pencil
moustache gracing his upper lip set off his jet black hair and, at over 180cm,
provided an imposing figure.
“Call me Gunther,” he told Tekke as he kissed her
Major Gond and Major Seib were behind the colonel and
saw Tekke for the first time, standing there dressed in the deepest red coloured
evening gown, enhancing her body. The garment clung to those parts of the body
men liked to look at. Their eyes met and she flirted back and forth with both
men. ‘Yes. It is all in the eyes,’ she thought.
The other guests were from the General’s army, a
colonel, three majors, the Police Commissioner and a doctor. The General gave
his welcoming speech and there was a responding ‘thank you’ speech by the
Austrian colonel. The formalities over, the dinner began, as all were seated and
the chatter echoed over the stillness of the glimmering water of the swimming
Tekke concentrated her attention on engaging the two
handsome majors in her conversation, learning one was married and one recently
divorced. She informed both that her skiing abilities were non-existent and both
men loved to ski.
She learnt they visited the southern part of
Cyprus daily, to attend the operational meeting at Blue
Beret Camp in the United Nations Protected Area, in
“Could it be possible for me to see this part of the
Island?” she asked.
“Yes, it can be done,” Major Gond answered.
Major Seib added, “We could arrange a pass in an
Austrian or German name and you could be a relative of either one of us from
Her eyes widened with a look of excitement that she
expressed to both majors as she replied, “It sounds exciting and dangerous and
if I were identified as the General’s wife I would be detained. Yes?”
Major Seib responded, “Yes, however, we would not let
anything happen to you. We would be in trouble giving you a false identification
card and our jobs would be in jeopardy for sure!”
“Are you prepared to take this risk for me?” The
black pearl-coloured eyes, with the pupils enlarging as she spoke, told both men
the same message. Here is an exciting woman.
Before the night ended Tekke placed the business
cards of the two majors down the front of her bra. Major Gond looked at her as
she placed them against her breasts, thinking to himself, I wish I could be a
little card right now.
“I will ring you for sure,” she whispered to both men
as the evening came to a close.
In the UN Land Rover on the drive back to
Camp Leopold, Seib spoke to Gond, “Isn’t she a
beauty? What about her asking us to take her across the checkpoint to the south,
I think we have a wild one here, Gondy?”
“I’d give anything to get between her legs right
“So would I. And how I would try and make the river
“She would be hot, did you see her nipples coming