Omiros Skarlatos has lived all of his thirty-odd years in a small village in mountainous northern Greece, when, one day, a seemingly unassuming call by the family lawyer informed him that he was the closest relative to his recently deceased uncle. Vasilis Skarlatos had been something of a black sheep in the family, the only one among dozens of uncles and aunts in the complicated Skarlatos family tree that had chosen to live in the capital. The...