Andrew Segal
The inspiration for this story originated when I was invited to a black-tie event, given by a senior American politician.
Attended by some fabulously wealthy people, among whom a sprinkling of billionaires, the party was hosted in the heart of London's Mayfair.
My attention was drawn by a strikingly handsome young man, with immaculate black hair, who, ignoring protocol, wore a white tuxedo and flourished a long thin cheroot between aristocratic fingers.
Exuding charm, he approached the elegant...
