After twenty nine years as an independent financial adviser, I thought I knew enough to get by. My clients had, for the most part, enjoyed steady and relatively low risk growth to their portfolios, as had mine. That was until I began to receive Skype messages from a dead friend. An extremely odd affair, given the circumstances, but the stock market tips they included were incredible, along with the riches that followed. But all things come with a price, which in this case, looked set to be my life. I had no idea that I'd become a tool and target of some of the most potent intelligence agencies in the World. All I had was Smudge, a retired SAS Sergeant and together, we embarked on a mutual quest to stay alive.