He’d wanted to be an actor all his life but as the saying goes – be careful what you wish for. The trappings of fame were proving too much to bear. Seemingly overnight he’d been plucked from rural Idaho obscurity and thrust into the showbiz spotlight. The sheer magnitude of the show’s success was unprecedented. His every move scrutinised, reporters from all over the globe digging up dirt from his past; everyone wanted their hunk of flesh. To top it all off, he was a prisoner in his own house thanks to the Paparazzi permanently entrenched outside his North Hollywood home.
Aaron took one last nervous scan and ducked into the alley. An unshaven Mexican stepped out of the shadows. Aaron palmed him a wad of notes and swiftly pocketed the stash. It certainly wasn’t anything like Heisenberg Blue but it would certainly take the edge off for a few hours.