The weasel blower

Information comes to light about a financial services organisation

'Pssst,' whispered a voice from the shadows. 'Not yet,' I replied. 'Although I'm sure it's only a matter of time.' 'What?' said the voice. 'Oh ¦ no ¦ I meant 'psssssst', as in 'Please may I surreptitiously gain your attention'.' 'Oh, I see,' I said. 'Consider my attention well and truly gained ' although perhaps we might adjourn somewhere a little more congenial?' That wouldn't have been hard ' it was 9pm and we were standing on the top storey of an NCP car park in the City. Not really my sort of thing, of course ' a bit too much like real journalism for a start and, more importantly, I'm...