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DS Dodds looked up from a precariously balanced tower of biscuits, his spectacles sliding down his nose. "The shipping magnate who went missing from his villa? I’ve been looking at the security footage, ma'am. But there’s a bit of a... linguistic hurdle."

Dodds clicked his pen three times—a nervous habit. "Actually, ma'am, I think it’s neither. I noticed something in the Greek subtitles provided by the estate. Look at the word 'υπότιτλος' (subtitle) at the bottom. It’s misspelled in a very specific way. It’s missing the 'tau'—the same typo found in the ransom note we recovered yesterday." DS Dodds looked up from a precariously balanced

McDonald froze. "You’re saying the person translating the evidence is the one who took him?" But there’s a bit of a

"Dodds! Tell me you’ve seen the file on the Katsaros case." I noticed something in the Greek subtitles provided

The sun was barely over the limestone crescents of Bath when DCI Lauren McDonald marched into the station, clutching a tablet.

McDonald leaned over his shoulder. On the screen, a grainy video showed the victim arguing with a masked figure. The audio was a chaotic blur of Greek and English.