Hearing what Samuel just said, they exchanged brief glances, but none of them dared question him. One by one, the nine men filed out of the room, their heavy footsteps fading into the hallway until only the low hum of the camera equipment remained.
The cameraman adjusted his stance, nodding slightly. His fingers tightened on the camera grip, his single visible eye focusing through the lens.
Then Samuel stepped closer to him and said in a low voice, "You know how good you are with this. Make sure you give me a perfect shot. I want it to look like… both of us are doing this willingly. Freely. That's why she's drugged, to make it real."
The cameraman didn't hesitate. "No problem. I'll get you exactly what you want. You don't have to worry about a thing."
