Shark stared at her in a mixture of confusion and curiosity.
"You actually think she's dead."
His heart skipped a beat as excitent set in and suddenly he started to view the case in a different light. If things were as Phoebe truly thought then it was about to blow up anyti. A dead murdered daughter of a founding family was going to turn into a high profile case. For one small mont he felt pity for Linda but it vanished quickly. If she was dead, she could not be saved and all he could do was bring her justice. He would also benefit largely from solving the mystery, he had to grab the opportunity as soon as possible.
Phoebe could read his excitent from where she was and she scoffed. As expected of the Shark, now that she had shared this with him, he was going to be more proactive. It would not surprise her if he went to the Verdemont house and started questioning people imdiately.
It was best not to say anything else to him until she had confirmation.
She tapped the desk lightly. "I said that I will search among the dead just to be certain so don't jump to conclusions quickly. I will let you know in case i find sothing, Thank you for your help Shark, Your breakfast is on today."
He stood up and left hesitantly wishing that Phoebe could say more but he was aware that he could not pry her mouth open unless she was willing to share. He was her go to detective anyway, so he could wait.
He grabbed himself a dium sized box of freshly baked donuts and milk tea. On his way out, Grandma Mayfair called him back and asked to speak privately.
They moved towards the end of the counter, away from custors and she whispered.
"I want to report soone for attempted murder, Ruth Gabriel. That bitch tried to kill and she had my real granddaughter kidnapped. She also faked dical records and bribed a doctor, hired people to slander Phoebe online and....."
She put a hand on her chin as she pondered on other cris that Ruth had committed. She was determined to see the wicked woman end up in prison.
Shark was shocked but he realized the gravity of the accusations quickly and invited her to follow him to the police station.
After Shark left, Phoebe locked the door of her office to secure her privacy. She then checked inside the suitcase that contained Linda's belongings. Not much was in there, Linda's belongings were really few.
There was a polka dot scarf, a silver necklace with a heart shaped locket, two t.shirts, a humanitarian certificate, a comb and a report card from first grade.
"Tsk tsk, this is all that's left of Linda's remains in the world. That family is really cruel towards their own." Phoebe sighed.
She took out the small green comb, it still had a few strands of Linda's black hair in it.
"Perfect." Phoebe then moved into the magic space and made a beeline to the cabin where she searched for the book that could assist her contact Linda's ghost.
It was already resting on the table because the Saxon spirit was aware that Phoebe was going to go in search for it.
"I took this out the mont you failed to find her anywhere on earth. I had a feeling that she had already moved on."
It's sympathetic eyes remained on Phoebe who sighed lightly.
"Her family is to bla, maybe that's why her ghost did not linger on earth. If i had a family like that, i would not stay behind either, i would find the first bridge to reincarnation and cross it as quickly as i can."
She touched a corner of the ghost note book, it had so dust on it so Phoebe blew it off. The dust went straight up to her nose which in turn caused her to cough a little.
She wondered what Connie spent her ti doing in the magic space instead of cleaning.
"Lazy bones." she mumbled.
"The day that girl voluntarily takes charge of this place is the day i will surrender it to her. Look at her in the cafe right now, she is drooling over a handso custor instead of helping. I thought my days of raising a teenager were over but i was wrong." The Saxon spirit laughed.
Phoebe laughed along with it, and then she opened the first page of the notebook. It was an empty brown page with no single marking.
"You rember the rules of communicating with spirits that are on the other side, don't you?" The Saxon spirit asked.
In response, Phoebe nodded. "All I have to do is hold one of Linda's personal belongings, chant a spell and write what i want to ask right?" she stated.
"That's right." answered the spirit.
In one hand Phoebe held Linda's comb and in another she held a short silver pen with strange markings all over it. She poked her finger with the sharp tip of the pen and it sucked blood out. The blood was going to act as ink.
"I spend energy, blood and ti, all that's missing is my flesh." Phoebe mumbled.
[Linda Verdermont, please i humbly request to speak to you.]
Phoebe wrote and placed the pen down, from what the spirit had told her the pen was supposed to move on its own as the ghost responded by writing in the book as well. But in this case, it lay there like dead tree wood.
"She's one of a kind because most spirits on the other side would rush at this kind of opportunity, i guess she's contented and has no desire to hear about those that she left behind." The Saxon spirit thought deeply. "Say sothing about her grandfather."
"What are you guys doing?" Connie popped up behind Phoebe.
"Contacting Linda but she doesn't seem to want to respond." Phoebe shared.
"Perhaps she is in purgatory after all, she was an adulteress who has to pay for her sins, who knows what kind of punishnt was handed to her."
Connie ignorantly spoke up only to attract warning glances from Phoebe and the spirit.
But in response the teenage ghost shrugged. "What? i an she could be pulling out her nails or teeth to atone for her sins." Connie continued to blabber.
"Child i have told you countless tis to watch your mouth, that book is open and Linda's ghost could be listening in right now." The Saxon spirit waved its hand and expelled Connie from the space.
[Linda? Please i humbly request that you respond, i have sothing important to ask. Your grandfather wants to know what happened to you, he is gravely ill.]
Desperation etched allover Phoebe's face as she wrote.
Hardly had Phoebe placed the pen down when it began to scribble in the book.
[My poppy? You know him?]
Before Phoebe could process what was happening, a ray emanated out of the page and a reflection of Linda on the other side appeared.
"Oh God!" Phoebe covered her mouth with her fingers.
A lot of things since her rebirth still surprised her, this being one of them. With this book, she could talk to anyone that had died and moved on as long as they had not reincarnated. The world truly had wonders.
"What about my poppy? Is he okay? Can I see him? Is he there with you?" Echoed Linda's voice.
Phoebe shook her head. "He is not here with , I am a shaman nad Phoebe, he told to find out where you are. He has been looking for you ever since you disappeared, he never stopped for a single day. What happened to you?"
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