When they arrived at the filming site, Sophia narrowed her eyes.
"Where is everyone? Don't tell me that the moment you left, every single person magically disappeared?"
Harper had brought her here, yet there wasn't a soul in sight. The place felt almost deserted—though the scenery around them was admittedly beautiful.
"I don't know either! Everyone was here earlier. How did they all suddenly vanish? Maybe they wrapped for the day. I mean, I rushed out at dawn just to come back and celebrate your birthday. How can my car possibly compete with your helicopter? That thing flies fast—and cuts straight through the route."
Sophia frowned. Something felt wrong.
"Sophia, wait here. I'll make a call."
Harper stepped aside to dial.
Suddenly, not far from them, music began to play.
Just as Sophia was about to walk toward the sound, a hand caught her from behind.
"Where are you going?"
