"Crime Lord" is about a crime writing criminal.


Season 1 is on Amazon Prime Video & Google Play in UK-USA-CANADA-AUSTRALIA-NEW ZEALAND.  I'm also writing the novel version. This is just a few teaser chapters on here

A full digital and physical novel will be released in 2020. The final version will be properly edited, and some of the chapters will be longer. 









We’re in the city to celebrate my release. We hit a few bars, then end up in a pole dancing club.


Now you would think after being inside for fifteen years, I would want to party hard, and get my lad serviced! The reality is, I need a few days to decompress. The noise alone in these bars is making my head feel like a blender full of marbles!

Everybody has their voice dials up to eleven. On top of that, they’re all shouting while staring at their phones! Tweeting, selfing, candy crushing! It also looks like every other person is shooting a promo advert on their devices!

We throw back another few shots. I allow myself to get hypnotised by a pole dancer with a tight thonged booty. She spanks her ass. My head replays that action a dozen times, then another dozen in slow motion. I have learned to appreciate the simple things in life now!

We hit another few places, then I agree to have one last drink in a rough looking city bar. We sit and talk BS like you do after a line of whiskies.

Paul: Yeah! I mean look at that K.J. Rowing! She’s got more money than the queen!

Ray: It’s J.K. Rowling!

Paul: WTF! Whatever! She has cuts from movies, theme parks, merchandise! I could be the crime writing version! 

Ray: Yeah but she didn’t write to become a billionaire. She was broke, but she just wrote in a cafe because she loved it! She had no choice!

Paul: Well, I already have something in common. I wrote in a cell because I had no choice! It's cathartic! 


Ray: Good point!

I seem drunk, but I’m not. I’m sober enough to sense something is going on with Ray. He keeps looking at his watch, jittery. His head is elsewhere when I’m talking to him. I know somethings coming, but I don’t know what.


I look across at the other side of the room….Fuck!…..Now today all makes sense. I see two heavies, and a dude staring right at me. It’s Logan Mackenzie! The man I did fifteen years for! I turn to look at Ray.

Paul: You fucking bastard!