He closed the folder slowly and looked at the young man. "What's your name?"
"Aren. Aren Deli," he replied, the name slipping out with a hint of hesitation—as if he'd said it a thousand times before, but rarely to someone who actually remembered it later. The weight of anonymity clung to it, despite the fire behind his ambition. His tone was polite but carried the subtle edge of someone who had grown tired of introductions that led nowhere
Rex felt his spine straighten. Of course.
Aren Deli—one of the most acclaimed directors of the early 2010s in his past life. His breakout came from a micro-budget horror film, shot with minimal equipment and a skeleton crew, that stunned the industry by grossing hundreds of millions worldwide.
