Except while she was working, she caught sight of her mother and her agent with their heads together, talking, laughing, and nodding, clearly in agreement on something. And Sasha had a feeling she wouldn’t like what they were discussing.

“And that’s a wrap for the day. Sasha, we’ve moved quickly. Two, three more days max for you,” Isaac said. “Great job.”

She smiled at the director, grateful for the praise. “Thank you,” she said and walked toward Cassidy, who waited behind the cameras.

“I’m starving,” Sasha said to her friend. “What do you say we get dinner? Just you and me? We can talk.” Sasha needed to see for herself that her friend was okay.

“What about Xander?”

Sasha grinned. “He’ll understand we need girl time.”

He’d left the set to have lunch with his agent, satisfied Sasha had Jared by her side and Rhodes, the extra security agent, by her trailer door.

Her friend’s eyes sparkled as she nodded. “Time together would be great.”

“Perfect,” Sasha said. “Just let me say goodbye to my mother.” She gestured toward where Annika was chatting up a guy who worked on the crew. He looked familiar to Sasha but didn’t strike her as being important enough for her mom to waste time on. It wasn’t the way Annika operated.

She walked over, and to Sasha’s surprise, her mother shot her a look of utter relief. “Sasha, there you are. I was just trying to tell this… chatty man I have a car driving me to Mackinaw City. My friends are meeting me at the ferry when I get to Nantucket.”

“And I was just telling your mother that you and I go way back,” he said, his gaze raking over Sasha. “I worked with you on a few of your movies, right?” The man, who appeared to be in his early thirties with brown hair and eyes, smiled at her in a way that was too… much.

Sasha narrowed her gaze, trying to remember, but there’d been so many movies and so many faces on set. Still, not wanting to be rude, she played along. “Umm, right. Mom, come on. I’ll get you to your car.”

She turned away from the man and faced her mother. Before she could speak, Jared walked over, joining them from where he’d been doing his job, always waiting, always there. “Everything okay?”

Sasha nodded. “My mother was talking to that guy–” She turned to point out the man but he was gone.

“He was boring me with stories of his times on set with Sasha. As if he were someone important.” Annika waved a hand, obviously dismissing the guy.

She glanced at Jared.

“I saw him but I’ve seen you both talking to quite a few people on set. What was his name?” Jared’s steely gaze swept the area.