Michael was looking at each servant's face, while they were lined up.
"Ok… I'll ask it again: who went to that bloody room?!"
Nobody answered, because they didn't know what was he talking about.
"What are you doing?" Emmeline asked, frowning and getting down the stairs.
"Trying to figure out who is the sneaky bastard."
Emmeline looked from Micahel to the servants, who seemed to be very uneasy and uncomfortable
"Michael, do you mind a word?" She asked and pointed to the space near the stair. But Michael shook his head.
"Yeah, I mind." He said and chuckled. "Maybe I should be questioning you, as well."
"Questioning about what? What happened?"
"Ok… I'll play along: there is this room that I prepared for Louisa and me. We had a great time together. After she vanished, I have been going there to remember her better. And I keep it locked. Now, how surprised I was when I walked the hallway just to find that someone barged into the room?"
