At Heathrow Airport's busy immigration desk, a newly arrived Jamaican strolls through with a kilo of top-grade cocaine strapped to his body. And keeps on walking . . .

By the time the syndicate get to hear about the missing consignment, D. is in business- for himself - as the Front Line's newest don.

But D.'s treachery will never be forgotten - or forgiven. The message filters down from the Yardie crime lords to their soldiers on the streets:

Find D. Find the merchandise. And make him pay for his sins . . .

'A book that everyone should read, and soon' The Voice

'The black Godfather . . . quite simply, Headley knows what time it is' The Journal