This is the start to one of my chapters. Constructive criticism welocome.. Family holidays had not been the same for Demyan since, what the British call Boxing Day, Russia in 1991. Yeltsin handed over the keys to the nuclear arsenal and the world was left dealing with the independent Commonwealth of Independent States. Before then life was simple: work was work and holidays, by the Black Sea, in St Konstantin, were holidays. Time spent in the Soviet Riviera, where days merged into weeks, was now a cold war simple memory. He had done well out of the privatisation of Mother Russia. His opportunity came to him simply. When the Soviet Union collapsed he was already in charge of a massive gas and petroleum company. All he had to do was murder any opponents and other claims to the gaseous crown and “Hey presto!” He was the Chief Executive of Russia’s biggest gas export company. So that’s what he did. He fixed it. When the Tsunami of Capitalism hit newly opened Russia, money started shunting into his pocket, day after day. Why? Because for a good while he had sold billions of wholesale gas to an offshore company at $15 less than the international market price: his offshore company. Later his other shell companies sold it to the international free market through his Cayman Island rat hole. Bingo! Instant mega profits landed in his Swiss account. Shortly after his first billion he bought a football team.
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