“I saw it last year,” said Sofia, putting one hand on her hip. “But I like the TVs. Those are new.”
“Oh, yes,” said Shade, nodding at the TVs I had noticed earlier. “We added them last year to help us keep tabs on the media. Granted, we do have one agent whose full-time job is to monitor what the media is saying about us, but this way, pretty much everyone knows what the media is saying. Very efficient, if you ask me.”
I was about to comment that I thought the TVs were more distracting than anything when a male voice suddenly called out, “Director Bradford!”
A young-looking man who seemed to be in his thirties ran up to Shade. He skidded to a stop, panting slightly, readjusting the glasses on his face in a way that reminded me of Courtney. He looked pretty thin and nerdy, especially wit
