[Turkey]: Out With the Old
- May 2, 2020
AnkaraOn a street corner in southern Ankara sits a small deli. A mid-level functionary for the new government's justice ministry sits inside, eating a sandwich after a late night in the office. He eats alone in the mostly-deserted deli, as it is close to its closing time of 10pm. A secure briefcase sits on the floor under his chair, as he's had to take his work home for the night, because his boss needs the report prepared for the Minister of Justice at 8 tomorrow morning. As he finishes his meal, he stands up, brushes off his suit, picks up the briefcase, and leaves. His apartment is within walking distance, so he takes a right turn at the door, and heads in the direction. He looks around, alert, but without much concern. Despite the high crime rate in the country, this area of Ankara is relatively safe, as is most of the city, due to the heavy police and military presence since the war. As he continues walking, another man walks towards him, hands in pockets, seemingly just headed in the opposite direction. As the two get closer, though, the man removes his right hand from his pocket, produces a pistol, and fires once, striking the functionary in the head and causing him to collapse to the ground. The man conceals his pistol, grabs the briefcase, now lying on the sidewalk, and reaches into the man's pocket, taking is wallet. Then, he keeps walking.
Crime Scene, Southern AnkaraDetective-Corporal Hamza Aydin flicks his cigarette butt into the road as he crosses the crime scene tape on the sidewalk. He takes in the scene, with several officers moving around, placing evidence markers, and canvassing the area. A call to the police had come in seconds after the gunshot, but by the time they arrived, the victim was already dead. The body now lay unmoved, covered by a white sheet, as crime scene photographers snapped pictures. Looking around the area, he knew there were no cameras that could have seen this area - the closest ones might be at the deli, if they had any, he thought. He made a mental note to check that in the morning. His look around the crime scene was interrupted by a shout from one of the officers. "Detective, over here!" the officer exclaims, holding up a shell casing. Aydin smiles, "Excellent, bag it up for technical services." He looks over to the body. "Do we know who this guy is?" he asks. "No sir, no wallet - only thing we found on him was a Justice Ministry badge, but it's only got his ID number." Aydin nods, "I'll have it run then." He heads to his car and makes a radio call requesting that, while the crime scene processing continues.