When Andreas asked why he called, the man got very nervous. Andreas pressed him. 'I know you don't want trouble, so just answer my questions. Why'd you call?'

He was literally shaking. 'If I not tell what I find, someone else come here and tell police, then you blame me when find I was here.'

A rational reason, Andreas thought, possibly too rational. He'd better keep a close eye on the guy until he saw the body. A fresh one would make this guy suspect numero uno.

'Okay, then. Where'd you find the body?'

'In the church.'

'What were you doing in the church? I thought you were working on the walls.' Alex looked like he might run. Andreas moved to block off an escape down the hill. Kouros must have sensed the same thing because he moved to cut off a run the other way. Andreas wondered whether he should unholster his gun. Not quite yet.

The man dropped to his knees and began shaking his head. 'I know I did wrong, I know I did wrong.'

Andreas' hand was now on his pistol. Kouros' already was out of the holster.

'I want to see what inside church. It so old and different from others.' As if to redeem himself, he added, 'but door not locked.'

'What was inside?' Andreas' tone was chillingly serious.

The man seemed afraid to look up from the ground. 'Icons, candles…' He trailed off.

Just what you'd expect to find in a church, thought Andreas. 'What else?'

No answer.

In a voice of unmistakable, ultimate authority Andreas said, 'What else?'

The man was breathing quickly. 'There a stone on the floor.' He paused. 'I want to see what under it.'

Andreas and Kouros looked at each other.