IX : I BECOME A GHOSTBUSTER (II) !

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[ Laura ]

"So, is there anything about the Guest Room you want to share?" I asked.

She didn't say anything at first but I urged her that it could be important. And it was.

"Actually, the guest room isn't actually a guest room. It's a room where John used to keep all his important office files and stuff." She replied.

"It would all be so simple if the area was under surveillance." I sighed. If it weren't for Sara to flinch, the case would never have been solved. I insisted Sara not to hide anything.

"Actually, yes. There's a camera footage if you would want to check out. Actually, I happened to notice it today morning, while locking up the room. The cops don't know about it. " Sara said after a long pause.

"What? There is. Mrs. Sara, you realise you were hiding stuff from the cops. It's a crime." I replied not because I felt it that way but I always wanted to play real FBI. I wasn't going to miss any opportunity.

"I'm sorry. Please, don't let the higher ups know about this. I just wanted to make things less complicated, you see, if the cops got all his files, it could be harmful to the company. I just want all this to be over soon so that as soon as this matter is settled, I'm going to sell this house and company and start over somewhere far away." She pleaded.
Selling everything and running away did seem understandable for a rich widow.

"Look, I'll show you what I saw." She said while frantically looking in all directions.

She led me out of the house, towards what looked like a security cabin and told the watchman to play the footage.

I saw John messing up the room, pulling out drawers. Then he sat on bed and held his head as though everything was over. He stayed like that for a few minutes, finally went over to the dressing table and pulled it so as to separate it from the wall. He then turned the dressing table so that the back of the mirror faced him. He showed a gesture of relief and unstuck a previously hidden key attached to the mirror's back . He then pulled out a golf stick from a cupboard and tore down a part of the wooden wall. There was a metal cavity inside the wood, like a secret storage unit. On looking closely, I realised it was a safe.He then fiddled with his pocekts, removed the key and opened the safe. That's when the video went bizarre and stopped.

"What happened next?" I asked curiously.

"That's what I've got." She said.

"First you hide this from cops and now the footage is incomplete.You sure you are not hiding anything?" I asked. Before she could answer, I heard a car's horn. It was Sebastian.

"Yes, I swear" she swore. She did look true.

"If you know anything, just call." I said. She nodded and I left with the pendrive, the one containing the footage.

"Found anything?" I asked Sebastian once I got in the dusty chevy.

"Nothing much. There's definitely a strange mark on the body. But it's nothing, just an injury. I'll show you the pic once we get home." He promised.

"And yes, what that 'Lady in White' said turns out to be the truth. John did play dirty in business. He had killed his business partner, Ryan, four years ago. But I don't know why the ghost is acting up now, after such a long time." He continued.

"What did you do while I was gone?" He asked after a few minutes.

"Lots. I got something you would never have got." I said boastfully.

"And what's that, Agent Peters?" He asked wondering what it could be.

"I'll show you once we get to the motel". I didn't want to spoil the fun just now.

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