"Got a problem?" Jackie's glacial voice cut through the tension.
"N-no... We're leaving now."
The actors ducked their heads and hurried toward the exit. One hesitated as he passed Jackie, stopping mid-step. "Sir... there might be an intruder in the dressing room—"
Scott kept his gaze lowered, noticing Mr. Champion's darkening expression. "Not your concern," he interjected. "I'll handle it."
After exchanging uneasy glances, the actors made a hasty exit.
Jackie shot Scott a withering look. "Wait outside."
"Boss, should I get your change of clothes?" Scott asked, eyeing Jackie's empty hands. The man had clearly come to change - so where was his suit? And what was this about trespassers?
"No." Jackie's jaw tightened. "You're still here?"
"Leaving now!" Scott practically ran for the doo
