Tara Ballansea

The bookings your agent sends your way are usually photo shoots and sometimes catwalk gigs. This time your agent wasn’t quite sure how to categorise it, so didn’t. You have an address, and that’s it. You arrive at the location: a smart house (mansion more like it) just outside the city. You’re shown into what was described by the butler (butler? seriously?) as the drawing room where you are greeted by a smartly dressed lady.