Andrew Pritchard started out by running some of the biggest warehouse raves of the acidhouse era, but when someone was murdered at one of his events he was forced to flee to Jamaica. There, Pritchard learned the tricks of the smuggling trade, and with corrupt UK Customs officers in his pocket it seemed that nothing could go wrong. But one day when he went to meet a shipment of 'moody' cigars, he was seized by a Customs task force and arrested when the goods turned out to be half a ton of cocaine. Following two trials, Pritchard was acquitted after eighteen months on remand. In Urban Smuggler, he reveals how easy it can be to import shiploads of contraband into the UK and exposes what he believes to be corruption within the law-enforcement agencies tasked with tackling this kind of crime.
