Just then, Isaac walked over with a blanket.
He blinked in surprise when he saw Fernando. "Mr. West? I thought your shoot was gonna run a whole week. You wrapped already?"
I'd woken up five days earlier.
Isaac had called Fernando right away with the news, but Fernando had been stuck on set with no way to leave.
Fernando shrugged like it was no big deal. "Wrapped early."
He didn't mention that he'd begged the director to cram seven days of filming into four just so he could get here faster.
The second they wrapped, he'd grabbed his bags and hopped on a red-eye straight to the Duvara Federation.
I looked at the guy, a thin sheen of sweat on his forehead, and said softly, "Isaac told me everything."
Six months earlier, Fernando had shown up the second he heard I'd jumped off that roof
