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“No. I need your assistance on my estate. I have a problem with…” then he came closer to my ear, “ghosts” he whispered.
“I can’t help you.” I said and stood up hoping to get rid of him soon.
But he got up too and grabbed me by my shoulder, “I can offer you money. Lots of money. Please.”
A short story about a girl trying to find out why a soul is haunting a hotel.