Emily climbed onto the stage and took her violin out of its case. Justin silently watched her from below.
"Go here." She pointed to the stage for him. "I need a close-up. Just make sure to record the violin so that I can see how the bow moves. You got it?"
"I'll do my best," he winked, but the girl didn't care about his playfulness. However, Justin was not very upset. On the contrary, Hayes's impregnability and indifference awakened inside him the ancient instinct of a hunter, who insisted that this prey should become his.
He stood two steps away from her and pulled out his phone from his pocket, pointing the camera.
"No, use my phone. I wouldn't want to waste time copying the files from yours to mine."
"And what's the problem? Tell me your number, I'll send you a video in the messenger." He offered in a deliberately indifferent tone. Wow, Evans, things are getting better by the moment! You are lucky today!
