Andrea rode to work with her team the next morning. Kelsey, Rick, and her other body guard, Jim, all made her feel safe and prepared, even if Sarah did show up on set again that day. She wasn’t scheduled to be there, but since Travis’s face was likely still swollen beyond what Stephon could fix, Cam would probably have to readjust the schedule again.
When the driver pulled up to the door of the sound stage, Andrea saw a somewhat- familiar face loitering by the back door. It was Alan. She hoped he was there to talk to Sarah and would leave her the hell alone, but when she headed toward the entryway, he called her name.
“Andrea, can I talk to you, please? For just a minute.”
“I don’t think I have anything to say to you,” she said, her shoulders back and her head held high.
“I can’t blame
