As the minutes dragged on, Giselle Lambert could almost feel the impatience radiating from those around her. She glanced at the director and ventured, “Maybe we should check on Jasper Harper? We’ve even lost his drone signal—I hope he’s okay.”

No sooner had she finished than a voice cut through the air, icy and sharp: “You seem awfully concerned about him, aren’t you?”

Giselle clamped her mouth shut, opting for silence.

Henry couldn’t help but smile, ...