DAY 7

I couldn't sleep very well. I wasn't even in the mood to do so. From five o'clock onwards I spent my time going back and forth on whether I should call or not. I eventually did. The lady from the photograph picked up. "Mr Sarpaulis", she said, even before I had the chance to say "Hello". "I'm so glad you phoned. Would it be okay if you dropped by today and met me? I think there's something you need to see." It was polite and unlike what I'd expected. I expected CIA agents ...