The red light of the camera was blinking. It was a small red eye that followed Michael Sterling everywhere he went. Michael sat in his office trying to eat a sandwich. The Amazon Prime cameraman was standing two feet away filming the sandwich like it was a tactical masterclass.
"Do you have to film me eating?" Michael asked. "It is egg salad. It is not exciting."
"We need human moments Michael," the director whispered from behind the camera. " The fans want to see how a genius fuels his brain."
"I am not fueling my brain," Michael said putting the sandwich down. "I am just hungry."
Arthur Milton was hiding under the desk. He was not hiding from work. He was hiding from the cameras.
"Are they gone Boss?" Arthur whispered from the floor. "I have mustard on my chin. I cannot be seen in 4K resolution with mustard on my chin."
"Get up Arthur," Michael sighed. "We have work to do. The transfer window is still open. We spent all the money on Mateo Vega. Now we need bargains."
