CHAPTER 11
Grant stood at the bar at Langan’s Brasserie in Stratton Street, one of London’s most celebrated restaurants. Grant was sipping a glass of Bollinger – his favourite tipple. It was only a five minute cab ride from Grant’s office in Covent Garden. He had arranged to meet an American friend for lunch. When the two of them got together it was usually at Langan’s. This time was Grant’s turn to pay.
The restaurant was busy. Grant had booked a downstairs table for I o’clock and had arrived twenty minutes early. There was a sprinkling of celebrities, and part owner Michael Caine was at his usual table behind the front door by the window. He was chatting to Michael Douglas who was in the UK filming. They were accompanied at the table by a fat bald-headed Jewish man – probably a produce
