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strike. Before the disaster and its relentlessly corrosive
fall-out.




paging doctor spin .


'Hello?'
'Hello, Andrew?'
'Yes?'
'Oh, thank Christ.'
'Is that? Peter?'
'Yeah. It's me. Andrew, I've got a bit of a problem.'
'Look, Peter, this isn't a very good time--'
Aye, well it's not a career high for me either, let me assure
you. I tried getting hold of Gerry Smith, but his mobile's
switched off and I don't have his bleep number.'
'For God's sake, Peter, I'm in the middle of dinner with
half the board of Masukita. I'll admit I'm not an expert
on Taiwanese table etiquette, but I've yet to encounter a
culture that smiles on turning your back and whispering
into a bloody mobile. I thought I'd switched the thing off.'
'I'm sorry, Andrew, I swear, but I'm not kidding, I need
some help. This is code red.'
'what's the problem?'
'It's sensitive. Very sensitive.'
'Can't you give me a bloody clue?'
'Not on a cellular, mate.'
'Oh for Christ's sake, Peter, knock off the theatrics. what's
going on?'
'Not on a cellular, Andrew, I mean it.'
All right, what do you want me to do? I can't leave
here, you know that, and I can't speak much longer either. Just me
answering this call's probably going to cost us a
subsidy hike.'
'I need a fixer and I need one fast. Can you get hold of
Ewan Dickson for me?'
'Can't you bleep him yourself?'
All my numbers are.. . look, I'm not at home and I can't
go home, okay? The only numbers I've got are the ones
programmed into my mobile. Can you get Ewan or not?'
'Oh Jesus, the entrees have just arrived. I've got to cut
this off, Peter.'
Andrew, I'm fucking begging you here.'
'Christ. Okay, okay. Look, I don't have Ewan's number
on me. Tell you what. Let me get through the main courses
here, then I'll get a message through to John Cooper while
everybody's ordering dessert, all right?'