32 Corporate HospitalityNeil McCormack had been surprised by the phone call from Rob Hunt, not having heard from his ex-colleague in almost seven months. Hunt had been sulking; brooding that he had been somehow betrayed, not only by his boss but by a close friend too, despite the fact that their friendship was hardly past the fledgling stage. Nevertheless, Hunt had eventually concluded that things had probably turned out for the best when he secured a lucrative role with a private security firm called Sentinel three months earlier. Hunt had arranged to meet McCormack for a drink after work at The Bull and Gate pub in Kentish Town, chosen for its proximity to an underground station, which meant both could have more than one drink. Late as usual, Hunt thought, as he looked at his watch and t
