HE jets around the world to be feted by wealthy tyrants involved in organised killings and corruption. He rose from the shadow of Barlinnie prison in Glasgow’s east end to mix with the elite of Scotland’s chattering classes. Far from the tenements of post-war and gang-infested Riddrie, his fortune is funnelled into a complex network of property and shares. With a razor-sharp mind, he treats critics with a barely concealed contempt. Now in his 70s, and with two sons following in his footsteps, the white-haired father-of-six retains a tight grip on his empire. Despite the CV, Brian Gill is not some Mr Big from the sewer of organised crime. He’s Scotland’s top judge whose wealth, status and overseas connections are from life on the other side of the law. But our two-bob crooks can but dream of the power wielded by Brian – or (according to society bible Debrett’s) the Lord Justice-General and Lord President of the Court of Session....