Sorry I'm Late

Rafael stood with his hands at his back, his fingers clenched tightly. "Go to the second floor and find that person." He commanded in a deep voice. "Yes." Lambert immediately went upstairs. Rafael turned around and looked in the direction of the projection. The brightness from the projection blocked his vision, and he couldn't see anything. His gaze was fixated on the projection. From his tight expression, it could be seen that Rafael was not as calm and collected as he appeared to be—he was panicking. Lambert quickly came back from the second floor, bringing back a projector. Rafael took the projector from Lambert's hand, hearing the tumultuous whispers. However, even though the evidence was conclusive, no one stood up to accuse Rafael and Lambert of their crimes of regicide and treason. Because the proof was in Rafael's hands again and Connell's corpse was still lying there. Carla looked at the projector in Rafael's hand: "Is it Chaden?" Karina didn't think so. Bill apart from Chaden