Toby Eades, Anna Politkovskaya’s London literary agent, talks to the Sunday Times about her murder.
In July, when I last saw Anna Politkovskaya, I told her she had to leave Russia. I told her I really thought Vladimir Putin, the president, would kill her. “I would only leave after Putin’s gone,” she said, obstinate as ever. “If I am killed, would my children have to pay back my publishing advance?”