Howard Marks’s story has passed into hippie folklore. At one time, the world’s then most wanted man had 43 aliases, 89 phone lines, and 25 registered companies. Thanks to the technical brilliance of his networking skills, it was estimated that he was trafficking as much as a tenth of all the marijuana smoked in the world. But this is only half the story, for intimately inv Howard Marks’s story has passed into hippie folklore. At one time, the world’s then most wanted man had 43 aliases, 89 phone lines, and 25 registered companies. Thanks to the technical brilliance of his networking skills, it was estimated that he was trafficking as much as a tenth of all the marijuana smoked in the world. But this is only half the story, for intimately involved throughout was Marks’s wife Judy. From living the high life hobnobbing with movie stars and nightclub scenesters to mixing with the IRA and CIA, and finally the long, increasingly desperate years on the run, this memoir is about the exhilaration of the criminal life and the hell of not knowing whats happening when your husband stops telling you the truth. Now, for the first time, Judy tells her own side of the tale.