Under the Lights
“Brad, the lighting director, swore before he finished speaking.
“We’re really fucked. He took the cues, and he messed with all of them. I don’t know if any of the ones plugged in is actually correct or for the right time.”
She nodded, although Brad couldn’t see it since she sat alone at her desk. If she ever ran into Jed, she’d really tear him a new ass. Getting angry over money she could understand. Leaving the people he worked with every day up a river without a paddle? Not acceptable.
It was her job to stay focused, her role to be calm.
“Okay. Well, then, we’ll have to go through these one-by-one until we’re where we need to be. We’ll push through as many as we can. The first act at least before the audience gets here. We have twenty minutes. Then we can do the rest during intermission with the curtain closed. It won’t be pretty tonight. We’ll get it done if we don’t lose our heads.”
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