At the entrance to the studio, Winona was being held by five burly men.
The moment she saw Raymond, she burst into tears. "Mr. Morrow, save me!"
Raymond pulled her behind him protectively, the concern in his eyes almost spilling over. "What happened?"
"They tricked me into signing a double contract and wanted me to do a fully nude shoot. If I refused, they wouldn't let me leave!"
Winona shrank into his arms. "The photographer, the lighting tech, the stylist, all of them are men. Mr. Morrow, I'm so scared..."
"Don't be."
Raymond looked at the men, his gaze dark. "Where's your boss? Let's talk."
No sooner had he spoken than a thin, long-haired man stepped out of the studio, smiling without warmth. "Mr. Morrow, I've long heard of your great reputation in Stormvale. What is it you want
