Haunting twist in the mystery of the death plunge hero
Emma Winberg woke in the middle of the night, exhausted and overwrought by the events of the day before. Dawn was nearing and the call to prayer would soon echo across Istanbul. Her husband, James Le Mesurier, brought her a sleeping pill. As she drifted off, she could see him standing in the darkness by the window of their rooftop apartment, smoking a cigarette and watching over her. She slept for only an hour or so — but an hour was all it took. The constant ringing of the doorbell jarred her into consciousness. It was about 6.30am. Groggy from the pill, she called for James to answer the ...