"Mr Mortdecai, why do you suppose I and my superiors have preserved you from death at very very great trouble and expense?†? Charlie Mortdecai-degenerate aristocrat and victim of his own larceny and licentiousness-has no idea. Until it is made clear to him that he must marry the beautiful, sex-crazed and very, very rich Johanna Krampf. The fly in the ointment is that Johanna thinks nothing of involving poor Charlie in her life-threatening schemes such as monarch-assassination, heroin smuggling and-worst of all-survival training at a college for feminist spies. Perhaps, it's all in a good cause-if only Charlie can live long enough to find out.|Kyril Bonfiglioli (1928 – 1985) was an art dealer, accomplished fencer, a fair shot with most weapons, and a serial marrier of beautiful women. He claimed to be "abstemious in all things except drink, food, tobacco, and talking," and "loved and respected by all who knew him slightly."
