Mr Cuthbert ... or How to Insert the Jigger into Poker

Things people said about Mr Cuthbert “I am in awe of the man’s innate ability to identify basic human failings, and then to promote, massage and stroke them until they ejaculate money.” Dick Strickland, Brussels – Cuthbert’s boss. “He is a skilled and dexterous lover who has awakened my sensual spirit.” Sister Immaculata, Sacred Shroud Convent, Marseilles. “That night you pick me up, fly me to Tsarkova and we shoot ICBM at USA, that maybe best night of my life.” Matula Polyxena Kvoschinskaya, Nuclear Terrorist. “… tightwad, loser, slyzbek.” Waitress, Sputnik 69, Minsk. “Simple fact Mr Cuthbert. If it weren’t for you, us lot would be sittin’ at home in Colchester for Christmas, not killin’ anyone. Me and the boys love you Mr Cuthbert.” Terry, Special Boat Service (Ret), Security Consultant. “Wow. That sure must be some crazy piece of, how you say - coochie pop - you chasing this time.” Vasiliev (Vasso) Kemenev, Arms dealer, Human Trafficker, Deviant, Close Friend. There was no doubt about it, I was definitely a true-to-rights, one-of-a-kind, gold-plated legend. Cuthbert Wilberforce O’Toole. Corruption, conflict, crime. Mr Cuthbert floats above it all in a world of his own construction. A world based on a foundation of hard liquor, drugs and dangerous women ... and more drugs.