give us a comment about the financial crisis in Greece?â âThe economy of Greece is at a pivotal position. Either the EU assists my mother country further or a situation might arise where the economy of the whole of Europe is plunged into a spiral of fiscal uncertainty and crisis. The actions of the EU member states over the coming weeks will decide which path Europe as a whole will follow.â Alexis is pulling no punches. He thinks the tiny economy of Greece should suck in even more money from the EU central bank. âThank you very much for your time and for your questions. I now call this press conference to a close.â And with that final statement, Alexis walks from the room and is immediately followed by a tall shaven headed brutish looking man who until this point has stood silently to one side. John and Bill quickly exit through the doors at the back of the conference room and call after Alexis. He stops and turns around, unaccustomed to being hollered at. They walk briskly forward and show their warrant cards. John speaks, introducing Bill and himself as Bishopsgate CID. In his eye, Alexis shows a glimmer of recognition that today is the day that itâs been arranged for him to speak with the English police. John can see that Alexis Vasilakos is at best 5ft 6â tall, perhaps not even that. The Greekâs tanned skin looks darker still on account of his advancing stubble growth and the deep pock marks that scatter his cheeks and jowls. Alexisâs dark beady eyes are framed below by sagging bags of loose skin and above by thick, wiry eyebrows. This is a man who keeps long hours and whose lifestyle is taking a toll on his face just as much as his body. His thick hair recedes at the temples and is comprised of a thick mat of greying wavy curls lying tight against his greasy scalp. The overpowering smell of expensive cologne (excessively applied) fails to disguise a pervasive odour of stale cigar smoke. Skin is stretched around his chubby face and double chin just as tightly as his dark suit is stretched around his barrel-like chest and blubber gut. John quickly scans him up and down and spots several hefty gold rings adorning his chubby fingers and a heavy gold watch hanging from his fat, hairy wrist. In stark contrast, the muscular athletically-built man standing to his right could hardly be any different. This quiet, menacing guardian must be Eddie Slater, the hedge fund managerâs professional bodyguard. All the time Johnâs been looking at Alexis, heâs been aware of the bodyguardâs intense eyes scanning him up and down, evaluating him like a predator selecting his next meal. John tries not to show any fear, but heâs only too aware that this guy has a highly threatening presence and itâs starting to get to him just a bit. Preferring not to make eye contact with the bodyguard just yet, he keeps his focus on Alexis. âWeâve got an appointment I believeâ¦to interview you about yesterdayâs incident in Birchin Lane.â âYes my personal assistant did mention the police might call, but as you can see Iâm pretty busy right now. I was hoping you could make it some other time?â Bill Warren doesnât like being messed around like this and takes charge of the situation. âThe incident that occurred yesterday was of a very serious nature. Iâm sure you understand that itâs in your best interest to assist the police fully in this matter. It was highly fortunate that no one was seriously hurt or killed. Nowâ¦at this point in the inquiry you appear to have been the victim of a violent crimeâ¦â (Bill too is ignoring the intimidating bodyguard) ââ¦and you are therefore required to assist us by answering fully any questions that we have. I must warn you that your statements will be taken under caution. Now, perhaps we could start as soon as possible, and then there neednât be any more