“What is that?” Genevieve, one of the moth studio’s staff, asked pointing to the gigantic screen that was in the room, in reflex, they all glanced up. They had all been too busy with what they were doing to notice that the image on the screen had changed.
The image of the K-19 shampoo that was once displayed on the screen was no longer there; instead it was a random pictures of a naked woman sleeping.
Chloe’s eyes narrowed, she believed it was probably from the flash drive where the image had once been. The engineer probably forgot to delete some of those pictures from his phone and had changed it immediately.
Her heart skipped a beat the moment she looked closer at the woman to see that it wasn’t a pornographic model… it was her.
She jumped up from her seat, her eyes scanning the ima
