Chapter Eighty Seven- Labyrinth 

Rafael was back in his costume. He wasn’t sure if the man was currently in a clown costume or someone like Batman, undercover and ready to seek justice for those who have been used and abused. Rafael wasn’t sure where he belonged right now. He simply hoped that he wasn’t royally messing up. The man’s nerves were a mess… he didn’t know why but something was up. Something that only his nerves and his soul knew deep down. Adjusting his suit, his second persona, the man waltzed right into the mansion. The door’s were all open and he acted as if this was his house rather than that of Andrew William’s. The man inspected his surroundings. He didn’t know quite what to make of the situation.  Everyone was out cold. There were cups littering the ground, wrappers and crumbs lying everywhere. Grown men were hanging off of couches and whatever comfortable place they could sleep.  A few cleaners were standing with trash bags, trying to gather all the remnants of the night that t