indolent, satisfied smirk of the utterly entitled; then something odd happens. He stiffens, an expression of sudden urgency wiping the grin from his features. âOh dear. How unfortunâ
What?
â (Another pause, during which all of us try to pretend weâre not holding our breath in hope of learning what could set Golden Boyâs face in such a severe rictus of dismay.) âOh dear, thatâs really rather serious, isnâtit? Yes, I can see why you felt it necessary to interruptâyes, Iâll tell them. Keep me informed of any developments. Yes. Bye.â
He puts the phone down, then leans forward and plants his hands palm-down on either side of his blotter for a moment. For a moment he struggles visibly for words.
â
Where
is Officer Friendly when you need him?â he finally bursts out. Then he takes a deep breath and uses the moment to get a grip on himself. âI apologize, ladies and gentlemen. It appears that the incident in Trafalgar Square may have been a diversion.â
âWhat?â (Thatâs my contribution to the sudden uproar.)
âWhile Dr. OâBrien was defending our friend the Mayor from Strip Jack Spratt in front of the cameras around the Fourth Plinth, somebody broke into the Bank of England.â
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âThey broke into the Bank of England vaults,â I repeat later that evening, âcrowbarred their way into one of the secure terminals, and downloaded the private keys to the currency serialization printer.â
Vikram: âWho are âtheyâ?â
Emma: âWhatâs a currency serialization printer?â
Weâre in a private room at the Civil Service Club, a couple of blocks away from the Cabinet Office. Our booking on the room in Admiralty House ran out, and the New Annex is still out of service, so the Senior Auditor personally signed us into the club and agreed to a subsistence claim. Which is a good thing, because I am shaky and ravenous with hungerâI havenât eaten properly since before last nightâs reception on the oil rig.
I push my hair back (isolated strands are making individual bids for freedom from the knot I imposed on them after I showered) and wet my lips before I reply. Itâs a really nice Beaujolais: the SA has good taste in wine. âNobody knows who âtheyâ are, which is in itself highly suspicious,â I explain. âThe cameras saw nothing. Literally, nothing. The recording isnât blank, it just shows what youâd expect to see in a room with nobody there, until suddenly thereâs anexplosion and bits of computer and broken glass and ceiling tiles all over the floor.â
âDo go on.â Dr. Armstrongâs spectacles twinkle: reflections from the candles in the middle of the table.
âThey broke into the vault where they keep the secure computer system the bank uses to generate the numbers on banknotes. Itâs an anti-forgery measure: the serial numbers arenât purely sequential, and they arenât random. Theyâre actually a sequence number and a cryptographic hash function generated by a
very
private key indeed. Banks can use a copy of the B of Eâs public key to verify that high-denomination notes arenât forgeries. Itâs a back-stop: even if an enterprising crook can get hold of a supply of the right paper and ink, beg borrow or steal a secure hologram-capable intaglio printer, and manufacture currency plates, they still have to get the number right.â
âI thought they used RFID chips these days?â says Jez Wilson. âAnd DNA?â
âThe DNA tagging hasnât been rolled out yet; when it is, it can be sampled and amplified by PCR to authenticate the new banknotes. RFID chipsânot for anything small, theyâre too expensive. Euro zone issuers use RFID chips in fifty-euro notes and up, but the Bank of England doesnât do that yet. The key security measure is
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