After resting a full day, Maria showed up on set again the next morning. The crew next door was busy packing up equipment—they were still shooting and had to recast. The director, already on edge, kept saying that this time, they had to hire someone brand new and clean.
The set slowly fell back into its usual rhythm, everyone counting the days to wrap and dreaming more and more of finally going home.
Meanwhile, Rachel Collins was still stuck in detention. She had never suffered like this before and was honestly scared out of her mind. When she finally got a chance to make a phone call, she immediately rang Amelia.
“Please, help me. I need out.”
Amelia’s voice turned cold and sharp. “Just sit tight in there. Once the buzz dies down, I’ll apply for bail. But if you even think a
