David Cole:
Andromeda Ledbury:
Eric Forster:
Miles Pomfrey:
Fred Malkin
Monica Fall:
George Wiley:
Louise Hitchcock:
Arthur Pemberton:
Lord Middelbank of Upper Twaddle,
Jerry Goodman:
Mnogo Abewa:
Noel Garnett:
Thomas Pulborough:
HRH Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh
Simon Henley:
Nancy Ginsberg:
Warren Fletcher:
Gennadiy Tikhonov:
Nicolai Nabokov:
Mickey Selkirk:
Melanie Selkirk:
Ching Ze-Gong; Mrs Fung:
Hu Wong-Fu:
Jim Jackson:
Dr Phillips:
Professor Cohen:
Professor Irwin Jones:
Fiona Barnard:
Michael Kennedy:
Michael O’Rourke:
Mary Burns:
Arne Jacobsen:
Eloise Pomade:
Lazlo Ferenczy:
Jacques Petit:
Martine Le Grand:
Otto von Wiensdorf:
Sir Luke Threadgold:
Ahmet Ergun:
Nuray Ergun:
General Aslan Bolat:
CIA:
FBI:
FCC:
FCO:
FSB:
KGB:
MI5:
MI6:
MSS:
Amur tiger:
Helga:
Jemima
Sydney Funnel Web Spider:
AUTHOR’S NOTE
Although the book borrows from recent events, it is a very loose borrowing, being self-evidently a work of fiction and satire, and not a work of history – an antidote to the maxim that truth is stranger than fiction. Readers of this novel should not conclude in any way that any living person misbehaved in the manner that some of the characters in the book regrettably seem to have done.
CHAPTER ONE
Jack Varese, winner of the most recent Best Actor Oscar, was late. Very late. Sitting in the front row of the celebrity audience in St Petersburg’s famous Mariisnky Theatre, Russia’s long-serving president, Igor Popov, muttered to an aide, ‘Where the devil is he? We’re going to have to start without him.’
Popov glanced across the aisle to where the German chancellor, Helga Brun, stared stony-faced at the empty stage in front of her. Next to her was China’s prime minister, Liu Wang-Ji, and next to him in the VIP line-up came India’s prime minister, Nawab Singh.