As the clock struck five at Riverport Film Studios, Ethan Gray was tidying his desk, ready to trade the hum of the air conditioner for the evening air. He had just reached for his coat when Roman Rowan hurried into the room, looking slightly frazzled.
"Oh, you’re still here. Good," Roman said, leaning against the doorframe to catch his breath. "I wanted to catch you before you bolted. You saw the email about the payroll, right? Everything in order?"
Ethan nodded. "I saw it. More than in order—it was a pleasant surprise."
"Good, good," Roman replied, his mind already half out the door. "Listen, I sent you a few supplemental files over WeChat. They’re background materials for the third episode’s world-building. Don't worry about them tonight; you’ve got plenty of time. Just have a look wh
