An hour later…
Silas's cabin door burst open, revealing a frantic Caleb. His normally jovial face was etched with worry, his words tumbling out in a rush. "Miss Moly… She met an accident and broke her legs," he gasped, struggling to catch his breath.
"What?" Silas boomed, the word echoing in the room. Disbelief washed over him.
Caleb took a steadying breath. "She was on her way to the shoot," he explained. "Unfortunately, her car lost its balance and an accident happened. Without her, the shoot won't progress. What do we do now?"
Silas rubbed a hand over his brow, the implications of Caleb's words settling in like a lead weight. This morning, Luis Bass had expressed how Maya wanted to be the brand ambassador, and now this accident. It couldn't be coincidental.
A dark suspicion simmered in his gut. Silas had a strong feeling that there was foul play behind Moly's accident.
