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Three men abusing their power, whilst showing unbridled greed by wanting things beyond what men should have.

D’Arcy McQueen aka Macky D, changed his name by deed poll, always wanting something for nothing. The most charming of the bunch and the laziest motherfucker that ever stood in a line-up. His first thought is who he could get to give him something for nothing, and ensure he kept pulling on the umbilical cord.

Carl Roman aka C Reg – The biggest rat in the shit house and swings both ways. He’s the least attractive man you have ever met, but enough money and creativity to attract the most insecure, attention seeking rent boy. He would play on their vulnerability and soon they were literally eating out of his hand. He would find a woman hungry enough for love to share him with the boy. He needed a place to plant his DNA because that was the only way he could hope to become a father. He owned an 80-foot yacht so he could exploit his deviances without risking discovery, because nosy neighbours could hardly complain about the noise emanating from his second home when it was moored far enough offshore.

Blake Wanamaker aka Sonny B – The smartest of the three and knows just enough to be dangerous. He’s also an imposing man of big stature and larger than the average city boy, who needed his suits made-to-measure. He was ruthless and a predator who believed he had a right to be in the room even if he wasn’t invited. He would convince you that he was necessary and easily take the wealthiest man’s shirt if he chose. He had insider knowledge of Brazilian coffee futures and anything else that required illegally obtaining insider information.

They lived in luxury and were married to their money, with wives who only served as appendages to legitimise them so they could continue their questionable behaviours. The wives dare not complain since the allowance was enough to keep them in pearls and Prada, with lunch club dining invitations more than enough for them to wear a constant procession of the Gucci and Louis Vuitton that clogged the walk-in, keeping them blind to what was really going on in their homes. The money kept coming and ensured that no one had the right to be unhappy.

These self-indulgent men were far too spoiled and believed that everyone they met had the same vanities as they did, to make as much money as possible with little regard for the victims they left in their wake, to know that they themselves would soon become the victims.

Whenever a victim of such self-serving blackguards found they needed help getting the kind of justice the law could not provide, they turned to a place that had earned a reputation for being creative in these matters. Surrounded by a team that would do anything for her, this woman decided the time had come to teach said blackguards a lesson. She arranged inducing liaisons for these married men appealing to their basic instinct and, one by one, throws them out of the game into perdition.

Sian Ingram has a plan having been on the receiving end of an example of these male insubordinates which had lasting repercussions and having taken it personally does everything in her power to continually return the favour. Stage managing the destruction of bad men was her stock in trade and they had just found a place on her illustrious bucket list. There were enough suspects for the well to never run dry. An opportunity has presented itself to perform a hat trick in one fell swoop with this delightful cast, so its game on.

Tina, her sidekick, is also doing her best to keep things in motion, they still kept the modelling agency aka hostess ring going after Farouq Sali got a 28-year prison sentence. She brings out her most fierce yet beguiling girls, Angel, Goldie and Vanessa – the blonde, the brunette with lowlights and the redhead, it’s a cliché but it works.