It was from Ethan. He stood up straight, and then he fastened the buttons on his suit. He looked towards the house and then back at Ricky. The entire property from the curb up to the front porch was littered with paparazzi. “Spread out,” he said. “You know what to do.”

“Yes, sir!” Ricky replied. With the slightest wave of his hand, he summoned his crew, and within minutes they had destroyed all of the equipment that the reporters had brought with them. The reporters cursed and ...