Love and Kisses to All My Friends and Fans “My Dear Lady Rebecca, your husband operates on a scale and at a level at which the distinction between what is legal and what is illegal becomes meaningless.”Įxactly what have I got myself mixed up with? “Are you implying, My Lord, that some of my husband’s business dealings may be… illegal?”

Fall guy, enforcer, witness to false testimony – it can be very convenient for a man like your husband to have at his command a shadow army (because I doubt Collager is the only example) of undercover operatives, who cannot be caught by the authorities, because they do not exist in the normally accepted sense of the word….” “There may be no real Pierre Collager at all – or rather, he may be a part that is played by many different actors at different moments, as suits your husband’s inscrutable purposes. His name turns up all over the place – as a sub-contractor, a signatory to your husband’s tax returns, or as the chief executive of various elusive holding companies whose main purpose seems to be to conceal the true sources of your husband’s vast wealth.

“Now… I suspect that Pierre Collager may be you husband’s equivalent. He is a fiction that the US intelligence agencies have invented, as a cover for the real operative that they are employing. “Well – then you will recall that the so-called ‘McGuffin’ is a man who doesn’t really exist – a man called George Kaplan. “Have you ever seen the Alfred Hitchcock movie ‘North by Northwest’, Lady Rebecca?” We discussed the matter over coffee and brandy, in the Members Lounge. Lord Belcher has some interesting theories about the mysterious Pierre Collager, sometime business associate of my new husband, Le Duc de D’Or Baleine. As you know, His Lordship has been a great ally of The Sodality, and is a sleeping partner in The Salon, as well being one of my more occasional clients (as a hale and hearty octogenarian should be!) I had a lot of fun modelling this Riviera look in the streets of East London, and all around Victoria Park!īefore heading back to Monte Carlo, I managed to squeeze in lunch at the East India Club with Lord Belcher. A final look (for now, at least) at the first outfit in this new contest.

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