It started with a single post.

It was anonymous, low quality, and without a watermark. Just a thirty-eight-second video taken from the dim corner of a private industry bar—smoky, exclusive, the kind of place where NDAs were part of the drink menu.

At the center of the video was Marco DeLuca, surrounded by a circle of half-drunk agents, actors, and producers. They were laughing loudly. In the background, champagne bottles popped while someone shouted that they'd just secured a major ...