I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.

It was a battered yellow Citroen 2CV which had had one careful owner but also three suicidally reckless ones.

Dennis Hutch had stepped up into the top seat when its founder had died of a lethal overdose of brick wall, taken while under the influence of a Ferrari and a …

'My name is Kate Schechter. Two 'c's, two 'h's, two 'e's, and also a 't', an 'r', and an 's'. Provided they're all there the bank won't be fussy about the orde…