CHAPTER 11
EMMA
Starr and Danny said no more about the two men. I expected to see them when they escorted me to the roof, but it was just the photographer and Aleah with various lights set up all around.
Aleah waved me over and pointed to a spot in front of the camera. “Chris wants to snap a few photos to check the lighting.”
Chris smiled and waved at me. He was tall, bald, and looked to be in his mid-forties with a nicely trimmed dark beard and glasses. When I joined them, he gestured toward one of the black dots on the ground.
“Emma, just stand on that middle dot for me, please. You don’t have to do anything but stand there,” Chris advised.
I did as he said and looked around at all the views, hearing the camera snap a few times. With all the suspense, my heart started to race again
