My name is Lynne. Today, my name is all that is left of my identity, because my life has been ruined by Cornish drug dealers. At 21, I had a master's in hairdressing and dyeing and my own salon in Hayle. It was my success that attracted my best friend, Gina, to me by then. She would take me out clubbing but couldn’t always pay for herself. Then her dad came back from ‘work in London’ with a surprise treat for me in exchan...