I used to work for a city law firm. Our clients included investment banks. One of the cases
I worked on required me, as the most junior lawyer on the team, to go through a room full of documents in search of a smoking gun we hoped we’d never find, and didn’t.
So
far so dull.
But
the documents included the work diaries of the bankers who had negotiated the sour
deal at the centre of the case, and one of those bankers had unfathomably
decided to combine his working record of meetings and phone calls with details
of his, er, more personal life.
Not
just dental appointments and holiday plans: this chap carefully made a note of
any motivational aphorism that struck him as meaningful (‘success means success
on all levels!’), alongside two faintly pencilled strings of numbers. One string, recorded on the first day of each
month, ran something like 6.2, 6.3, 5.9.
The other, recorded every Sunday, was a lower number, mostly zeros in fact:
1, 0, 2!, 0, 0, 1, 0.
What
did these gnomic numbers signify?
Millions,
siphoned into offshore accounts?
Thousands paid to buy off potential witnesses?
I
had to ask the guy. As in I had to: if I
didn’t, the other side surely would. It
was my job.
It
turned out that the bigger numbers referred to his cholesterol level. He held my eye as he told me this. When I asked him about the Sunday numbers he
looked out of the window at a pigeon pecking on the flat roof and his neck
flushed. ‘That’s how many times my wife
and I, you know, that week.’
I
also focussed on the pigeon before making a note of his response.
How
did this inspire the book?
It
didn’t, not on it’s own at least. It
just cemented something I already knew, because it’s obvious: bankers, for all
the masters-of-the-universe nonsense, are comically flawed humans, like the
rest of us.
When
the financial crisis blew up ten years ago, the idea of bankers as greedy materialists
fleecing the country at once underlined their fallibility – they got everything
wrong – and made them, as cartoon villains, more remote. At first I thought I’d bring a comically
flawed, evil banker to life. But
although a deserving target, it seemed an easy one. Perhaps because of that, I found myself wondering
what might prompt a desperate financier to have a change of heart?
Then
I read Rogue Male by Geoffrey Household.
It’s a great adventure story about a big game hunter who wants to bag
the biggest game of all: a dictator (unnamed, but basically Hitler). He’s caught while trying, gets away, and ends
up on the run, chased by both the British authorities (who cannot sanction an
assassination attempt) and the unnamed dictator’s secret police.
The
novel is full of wonderful nature writing, plus Ray-Mears-style survival
tactics, deployed by its super-skilled hero.
What if my running banker also attempted to go to ground in the
countryside, but more realistically, for which read a whole lot less
competently.
As
seems to happen for me with ideas for novels, these questions, together with
other notebook preoccupations, collided in slow motion over a number of months,
years even, until I found myself pulling the trigger, or writing the first
sentence. And of course the book I
eventually ended up with veered off in its own directions as I wrote it. But it did start out with a pigeon pecking
on a banker’s rooftop, and an incompetent outdoorsman making do in a hole in
the woods.
Escape and Evasion by Chris Wakling
Published May 3rd 2018 Faber & Faber. Pbk £7.99
Published May 3rd 2018 Faber & Faber. Pbk £7.99
City banker Joseph Ashcroft has stolen GBP1.34
billion from his own bank. He has given it - untraceably - to impoverished
strangers worldwide, and has fled. Why has he done this? And will he get away
with it? Joseph knows that if he leaves the country, he will easily be tracked
down. So he opts for hiding close by - first in the city, then in the woods
near the home of his estranged family. An ex-soldier, he's adept at the art of
camouflage. On Joseph's trail is Ben Lancaster, the bank's head of security and,
as it happens, a former army friend with whom he shares a violent, guilt-ridden
past. The hunt is on. Escape and Evasion is a tragicomic tale of buried
secrets, the lengths a man will go to win back those he loves, and the fallout
from a monumental change of heart.
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