Andrea stared at the black walkie-talkie. The voice sounded grimly and creepy like it came from hell.
“What on earth are you going to show me?”
“Open the projector!” Mr. Hamilton smiled as he ordered.
They flipped open the switch of the projector and closed other lights in the room. Images started showing on the white screen. The light shined on Andrea’s face.
They were all scripts. The rectangular screen was divided into three shooting scripts. Every shooting was captured with an individual camera.
Every figure was present in one shooting. Andrea saw Lance right away. He was in the study in the castle. He was on the phone while pinching between his eyebrows.
He was still royal and rebellious even if Andrea didn’t see him for days. The way he stood and the action he
