Graham Whitfield had not left his Belgravia townhouse in eleven days. The reporters camped outside had thinned to three men sharing a thermos, but the legal team inside had swollen to seven lawyers filling his study like a second plague.
He was drinking at two in the afternoon when his lead counsel set the document on the table. Graham didn't touch it. He just looked at the header — *Serious Fraud Office — Cooperation Agreement* — and felt something in his chest fold like a bad hand of cards.
"Full disclosure on the joint infrastructure," the lawyer said. "The shared accounts. The other participants. In exchange, reduced charges and immunity on three of the seven counts."
