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"He just – He just killed someone!" The cry rang across the sun-lit square in front of the Little Hagia Sophia. The colourful crowd began edging away from the Byzantine body decorating the cobbles. The dead man was staring up at the blue sky unblinking. His stationary eyes were blue as well, making it appear as if the sky had taken up residence inside his head. His arms lay akimbo, a glaring slash across his abdomen – pouring blood all over the black eagle on his uniform – the only sign that he was not quite alive. His killer straightened up from wiping his sabre on the dead man's cloak and sheathed it. He flashed a smile at