"She is on ... ahem ... a remote rocky island, in some small monastery. He shrugged. &ldquoSomewhere between Santorini ... Pholegandros ... Amorgos ... I don't know for sure."
Nikolas looked in disgust at the pathetic sight of the doctor collapsed on the floor. Dr. Tsipras raised his hand, as if to request help up. Nikolas spat and spun around, leaving the room without another word.