Steve Vickers’ 50 years of battling Hong Kong’s criminal underworld
The cop-turned-security consultant on a life of fighting crime in Hong Kong – from investigating tycoon Teddy Wang’s death to dealing with corporate crime

I WAS BORN in 1955, in Liverpool’s Sefton General Hospital. I grew up on the Wirral (in northwest England). My dad was in the Royal Air Force and after that he was a chemical engineer with Dunlop. They used to make golf balls and things. I know that because we had golf balls all over the house. I have a sister and a brother.
When I was 13, I went to Wellington School (a private day school) and I spent a lot of time studying all the wrong things. I joined the Army Cadets at a young age. I enjoyed rugby and running around. I did a lot of shooting and shot on a lot of teams. I messed around a bit studying languages and then I was hired in a management-training position by a large retail outfit. As I hate shops very deeply, I decided this was perhaps not for me.


I GOT INTO trouble quite quickly. A policeman working for me gave me some good information as to a substantial drug location, so I decided, being young and keen, that we would go for it without telling too many other people. We climbed up the side of a building into what we were expecting to be a fourth-floor dive, but it turned out to be a proper drug storage centre run by some unpleasant-looking bods. So, we had a fairly aggressive punch-up. Anyway, we got it done, seized quite a lot of drugs and paraphernalia.