The psychiatrist of the Dromokaiteion, who was recently arrested by officers from the Internal Affairs Department of the Hellenic Police for drug trafficking, did not even attempt to conceal her activities in communications with her clients.

In intercepted conversations, presented by protothema.gr and obtained by the “Adiavtorii” surveillance operation, the accused openly accepted orders without hesitation or attempt at concealment. Her communications reveal a blatant disregard for discretion, openly discussing transactions and using coded language.

An illustrative excerpt from her exchanges includes the following dialogue:

Psychiatrist: Come on, E.
Client: Come on, girl. Good morning.
Speaker: Spencer.
Psychiatrist: Good morning.
Client: Are you heading out?
Psychiatrist: Well, I was just about to, but what can I say? Where are you?
Client: I’m now heading to the power station.
Psychiatrist: Do you want to come this way?
Client: Should I come over there?
Psychiatrist: Yes.
Client: Will you make me a Daddy’s ten?
Psychiatrist: Come over here, S.
Client: Okay, I’m coming. Let’s talk.

This exchange exemplifies her blatant approach to drug transactions.

Another conversation further highlights her lack of discretion, where she expresses frustration about being monitored:

Psychiatrist: I have to go tomorrow and pick them up from their house. They were outside, set up outside the house with security guards, and I couldn’t leave with the goods. I need to go get it tomorrow. I didn’t take anything.
Woman: We have to be in court tomorrow at 10:00 am, okay?
Psychiatrist: Yeah, I need to finish at court, then I have to go upstairs and retrieve them because the security guards were outside, and I couldn’t leave with the stuff. I didn’t take anything, I tell you again. Damn it.
Woman: It’s okay, it’s okay. Stop, it’s none of your business.

Her agitation is evident, especially when she is addressed by her real name, indicating her awareness of being watched.

Further evidence of her involvement is reflected in a conversation where she requests drugs without payment, using her real name:

User: I need a favor because I don’t even have 100 or 150 milligrams to get better, dude X., since I haven’t saved any money.
Night Doctor: Are you calling me by my real name?
User: Sorry, I meant to call you S. — you call me S in Spanese.
Night Doctor: I am one thing, and you’re another. It’s not the same.
User: Okay, son.
Night Doctor: Don’t say my name again.
User: Okay, I’ll call you something else — Lisa.
Night Doctor: Of course, you’ll call me Lisa. What’s the joke with Lisa?

Her frustration is palpable, especially when she insists on maintaining her anonymity.

Most concerning is the evidence of her arranging drug deliveries while ostensibly on official duties, including during ambulance transport:

Client: Oh, good, you’ll be late.
Psychiatrist: No, go to the bus stop next to the kiosk, just past McDonald’s. There’s a kiosk in the middle of nowhere, right next to the bus stop. Sit there.
Client: Yeah.
Psychiatrist: I’ll tell the ambulance driver, who likes me, to make a stop right there during the trip.
Client: Are you out of your mind?
Psychiatrist: No, everything’s fine. We’ll make a private stop, don’t worry.
Client: How long? Now?
Psychiatrist: We’re at Attica now, heading back. I need to go to the clinic to write some reports for work, so we’ll make a stop in the ambulance — that’s it.
Client: You’re okay now, no problem.
Psychiatrist: Don’t worry.
Psychiatrist: I’ll tell the driver to drop me at the entrance — he’s a friend of mine.

Another conversation with a different client reveals similar conduct:

Psychiatrist: We had an ambulance call.
Client: What?
Psychiatrist: I’m outside the hospital, in ambulance B.
Client: Inside the ambulance? And where should I come in?
Psychiatrist: I’ve returned; don’t worry, I went and came back. The driver has stepped out to buy something but will come back to pick me up. I’ll ask him to leave me at the door since he’s a friend.
Client: Okay.

Further evidence involves her use of pseudonyms and coded language to facilitate her illicit activities. The investigation uncovered that the 29-year-old psychiatrist, operating under the alias “Alice,” engaged in systematic drug trafficking—primarily heroin and pills—using her family’s residence in Nikaia, a hotel room in Omonoia, and an apartment in Tavros as “cover locations.”
Her operations were continuous, with transactions occurring around the clock at metro stations, squares, and in the vicinity of her residences, while she maintained her official duties at the Dromokaiteion without interference.

On May 15, while returning from official duties via ambulance, she requested the driver to briefly stop at a bus stop to facilitate a drug exchange, exemplifying her ongoing involvement in illegal activities.

Between March 18 and May 27, authorities estimate she committed at least 195 acts of drug and pill trafficking.

Key coded terms used in her communications include:

• Green, mustard, sleeping: referring to hypnotic pills such as Hipnosedon
• Button: narcotic pill
• G, cicadas, marium, ace, piece: indicating grams of narcotics
• Card: drug tablet
• Lites: security guards
• Kariko: ten-euro

This case underscores the extent of her criminal activities and the blatant manner in which she conducted illicit transactions under the guise of her professional role.