The guilt steadily ate away at Liz until eventually... friday arrived.
After one last sleepless night... Liz finally made her decision that she would meet West.
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(( Shadow Reapers Headquarters ))
The atmosphere outside the main building was unusually lively.
Large production trucks occupied much of the space with lighting rigs, camera cranes and sound equipment set up.
Assistants rushed from place to place carrying props.
Upon arrival, Liz was dumbfounded. "...What's going on?"
One of the staff members smiled. "They're filming Mr. Einstein's commercial."
She quietly followed the activity toward the main filming area.
Several large cameras pointed toward a specially constructed set while bright studio lights illuminated everything.
West stood near the center clad in a fitted black tank top that accentuated his athletic build, paired with dark cargo pants and combat boots.
A carton of Silver Crest milk rested casually in one hand.
