Stone by Max Monroe

Author:Max Monroe [Monroe, Max]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780998943084
Publisher: Max Monroe LLC
Published: 2018-03-01T00:00:00+00:00

I hadn’t wasted time changing out of my uniform, fearing if I made any sort of detour, I wouldn’t follow through with actually coming. Of course, now that I was here, my mistake was obvious—surrounded by film crew, actors, actresses, and producers, I stood out like a polar bear on a tropical beach.

Cold’s town hall was a beast of a building that usually appeared more abandoned than anything else. But now that production had set up shop in here, it was a totally different story.

It looked overfilled, bursting at the seams with movie sets, film equipment, and people in full motion—setting up cameras, adjusting lighting, and doing a whole bunch of other shit I knew zilch about.

It was surreal. Our usually quiet town hall might as well have been taken over by aliens.

What used to be an auditorium had been broken apart into a few sets, and one looked uncannily like the station. Every detail had been integrated and cloned, including the goddamn Golden Girls bobbleheads Mona kept on her desk.

It was eerie as fuck. And overwhelming.

Feeling out of place and unsure of where I was supposed to be, I slipped off my jacket and set it over an empty chair while I gained my bearings.

I hated that my eyes searched the room for a mane of red hair and bright green eyes.

And I outright despised the fact that I felt the inklings of disappointment when I didn’t spot her anywhere in my vicinity.

But instead of focusing on the reasoning, I wrote it off as simple discomfort in unusual surrounds. I was just wanting to find at least one familiar face in the giant room.

Right.

“Levi Fox?” a man with a mess of gray hair and scrutinizing brown eyes asked as he stepped around three men setting up camera equipment and closed the distance between us.

I nodded and held back the sarcastic urge to glance down at the nameplate on my chest.

“Boyce Williams,” he introduced himself, and we shook hands. “Producer and current man in charge until our director arrives in a few days.”

Most people would probably say something along the lines of “Nice to meet you,” but I felt no urge for pleasantries with this man—or anyone related to the production of this film, for that matter.

“Levi Fox. Apparently, I’m one of your consultants.”

He smiled, nodded, and before another word left his lips, the walkie-talkie on his hip crackled to life.

“Boyce, we just got word that the props for the bedroom set won’t be delivered for another two days.”

Boyce sighed and held up one index finger in my direction. “Give me just a minute.” He lifted the small walkie-talkie to his lips. “Hugo wants to start filming the bedroom scenes immediately when he arrives, and we need Johnny and Ivy to do a run-through before he gets here. Figure it the fuck out. Order new shit. Whatever you need to do to make sure it’s ready by tomorrow.”

He slid the walkie-talkie back into its holder, and his eyes met mine.

“Sorry about that,” he said, but his words held no apology.

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