Chapter 1913

If Moises wanted to make a living in the studio, he couldn't afford to upset Reginald. Reginald grumbled for a while before ending the call. "Fine. I'll get someone else to handle this." … Matthew lay in bed with his eyes closed, trying to get some sleep. But after more than an hour of tossing around, he just couldn't get any rest. Just then, someone knocked on the door. He furrowed his brows. Why did they knock? Who were they looking for? Just as Matthew was wondering, someone opened the door. A man with a perm walked in. "Listen up. I'm Brantley, the assistant director for a war film. "We're in an urgent need for 200 extras. Who's in? We're paying 200 dollars per person. You just need to drop to the ground when you hear the gunshot. It's as simple as that." Hearing the 200-dollar offer, the youth hostel buzzed with excitement, and everyone jumped at the chance to sign up. Matthew stayed lying down. His plan was to keep an eye on Valentino and wait for the leader of the Swind