Intermediate level

A Surjrrise 
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came to Istanbul two months ago. I met her at a party soon 
after she arrived and we became good friends. A t the beginning, 
she was happy. She enjoyed her job, she liked working for her 
boss . . .’
‘Diinya ?’
‘That’s right. Everything was fine. I saw her quite often. We 
used to have lunch together, and go sightseeing. And then, two 
weeks ago something happened. Angela seemed worried about 
something - something to do with her work. I asked her what was 
wrong but she didn’t want to talk about it. Then one lunch-time 
we were together in a restaurant and suddenly Diinya came in. 
The moment she saw him, she became nervous. I think she was 
afraid of him.’
‘Go on,’ Tom said.
‘Well, I don’t know anything else. She never told me what she 
was worried about. I saw her a few more times, and then she had 
the accident.’
She looked at Tom.
‘But it is strange, isn’t it?’ Julie went on. ‘She was worried 
about something - her job, or her boss, or something. But she 
wouldn’t talk about it. And then she had an accident.’
She stopped.
‘That’s all,’ she said. ‘That’s what I wanted to tell you.’
Tom leant across the table.
‘Shall I tell you something?’ he said quietly. ‘Yesterday, on the 
way into Istanbul, I saw her.’
Julie stared at him.
‘Where?’ she asked.
‘I was in the airport bus, coming into the city. We were in 
Millet Street near Aksaray. Angela was going into a building with 
two men.’
‘What do you mean, going into a building? Which building?’ 
‘Well, I don’t know. There are a lot of offices in the building. 
I went there today. There was a dentist, and a doctor . . .’
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‘G oodbye,
M r 
D iin y a ’
‘Doctor,’ said Julie. ‘That’s interesting.’
‘What do you mean?’
‘Angela had a virus43 two weeks ago - a bad attack. She was 
getting pills from a doctor. That explains it - she needed more 
pills, 
or treatment. She was going to a doctor!’
Tom thought for a moment.
‘So that’s where she was going,’ he said. ‘To the doctor’s. 
Maybe I can go and ask the doctor a few questions.’
Julie looked worried.
‘Be careful, Tom,’ she said.
‘What do you mean?’
‘Just be careful,’ she repeated. ‘Something strange is happen­
ing. It could be dangerous for you if you ask too many questions.’ 
‘OK,’ said Tom. ‘But I’m sure Angela is in this city some­
where. She’s in trouble. The police and the Consulate say she’s 
dead, so they won’t help. But I think she’s alive. She’s in Istanbul 
somewhere, and I’m not leaving until I find her!’
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