Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband

Chapter 224 - 224: Plotting to solve a case.

Phoebe was stunned that Shark was shocked, wasn't he used to ghost business by now?

"Yes of course, it's her case we are tackling, i think i mentioned it. Don't you remember?" She elevated her brows.

Shark nodded continuously. "Can I see her, I mean I want to say something before we even start."

On his request Phoebe waved and snapped her fingers and just like that their eyes were opened to see the supernatural. They could now see ghosts, not just Paula but the Verdemont lingering ghosts as well.

"I didn't think that they would be so many." David mentioned, forgetting again that he was in a cemetery.

"Focus on only Paula David, the rest of these ghosts are none of our business unless they approach me for help." She demanded of him.

He sniffed the thick cold air. "Is there a way to force them to move on without useful methods like Amon's bells?" David abruptly asked.

David looked at the ghost with pity filled eyes, he could not imagine the possibility of spending eternity tied to a cemetery. It was not living, there was no joy in it, in fact he thought it was a hell of its own kind.

Phoebe thought back to the beginning of her ghost seeing days when she was still frightened of the new world she had been thrust into unwillingly. She had asked the Saxon spirit a similar question. Back then, she thought if the ghosts could simply be sent away, her life would resume normalcy. It only lasted until she realized that no ghosts could mean there was a possibility of her never making it to the age of thirty.

Suddenly, she was pro ghost, the more of them there were in the world, the better.

She sighed, "It can't be done, they would simply carry their grievances into their next lives. Imagine if a stranger walked up to you one day and forcefully relocated you to the Silver nation, would you like it?"

David shook his head with a distasteful look on his face.

"Exactly." Phoebe strongly affirmed. "It's the same thing for them, this is their home. They are lingering around for various reasons so just don't mind them and focus on Paula who needs our help."

Meanwhile Shark's full attention had already been given to Paula. While David and Phoebe were talking, he had been apologizing for not keenly looking into her death.

Paula was calm so Phoebe assumed the apology had been accepted and Shark was off the hook. She looked at the watch on her hand and realized she had been in the cemetery for a good forty minutes already.

"Lets..." she started but Shark was still groveling, cutting her off.

"I hope you will not hold a grudge against me, I can assure you that i am going to walk the ends of the earth and arrest everyone involved in your death but before we move forward I need to know what the hell happened in that club."

"Yeah, same here. I want to hear it." David stood in an erect posture.

"I already know the story."

There was honestly no time to go through all the details so Phoebe summarized the story. When she finished, Shark kicked the metallic leg of the bench and winced.

"Bloody hell! I have had my eyes on Sully and Amaro but i did not see this. I knew something was up when they started acting cagey, running around like headless chicken

"No." Both men yelled.

Phoebe blinked and looked from one to the other. "I am the only woman here that can get in there without raising suspicion. I saw Amon around here somewhere, we need to brief him." Phoebe's eyes moved to her buzzing phone.

It was her father probably wondering where she was, she could not not answer it just yet.

"No need." Came a voice from behind a large tomb stone. A man stood up and yawned, his arms stretching like a cat.

Shark panicked and flushed his phone flashlight in the direction from which the voice came. "Deputy chief Amon?"