Let’s get one thing straight: I am no friend of Patch Taylor. Patch Taylor is wrong. Patch Taylor is mean. Patch Taylor is a player. Patch Taylor is hot. Patch Taylor is Alpha. Patch Taylor. Patch Taylor is my mate.
This is worse than double maths.
This is a compilation of my thriller ideas. Please tell me which ones interest you and that you want me to write. Feedback on the ideas will be well met.
Just when everything seems to go wrong, Sarah books a seemingly promising audition. What she doesn't know is that the gig is a little bit less than conventional...