Son of shady entrepreneur Bob Wallet, Rob Wallet followed his ambition to become a music journalist and penned the modest selling book Clowns Don’t Cry: Glam Rock in the 1970s.
With his career on the slide Wallet decided to investigate the murders of all four members of Toten Herzen in 1977. Wallet remembered the slaying and the curious details surrounding the alleged murderer Lenny Harper’s release, the near-identical description of the murders in Jonathan Knight’s horror novel The Dead Heart Weeps, and the testimony of PC Barry Bush, the first police officer at the murder scene in Highgate Cemetary.
Documenting his research in a series of essays and blog posts Wallet tracked down the band to a remote village in southern Germany named Obergrau. Here, he met an old Lenny Harper and the band. The details of his meeting with the band are not known, but we do know he was turned and became the band’s publicist.
Entranced by Susan Bekker and morbidly fascinated with the 1970s, Wallet spent inordinate sums of money trying to recreate his childhood buying old toys, games and books, and used the recording of the Malandanti album as an excuse to return to the English Lake District and the search for a so-called lost valley. At the same time, he met Bamberg witch Lena Siebert-Neved, trying in vain to warn her away from the band and Bekker in particular.
Wallet’s brief relationship with Elaine Daley ended prior to the Malandanti world tour and resulted in him being pushed out of the band’s set up. He relocated to Monaco, living on a boat named the Agnetha, after Abba’s blonde singer Agnetha Faltskog. Teaming up with a group of British ghost hunters Wallet met Veronique Dusollier, a solitary ghost haunting one of the visited houses.
Veronique’s disappearance following an exorcism was reversed when Frieda Schoenhofer tracked Wallet down. Angry at being dismissed by the band, Wallet offered to help Frieda take revenge on Susan Bekker, and gave her advice on adapting to her new way of life. But the unexpected appearance of demonic activity in Monaco interrupted Frieda’s ambitions.
Under the scrutiny of Interpol’s Bernadette Maldini, Wallet’s account of the band’s comeback unravelled leaving his own motives and methods questioned to near-destruction. There is still uncertainty whether Wallet’s engineering of Toten Herzen’s reappearance is a private aspiration or one of the great hoaxes of the 21st Century.