Tension engulfed the air, it could not be avoided. Ruth bit her lip as she had been caught in the lie and she had no idea what to say or how to defend herself. Worse still, grandma Mayfair had directly destroyed her lie and revealed that Phoebe was her granddaughter.

Ruth was quite the clever schemer and her mind came up with a solution to get herself out of the fire.

She softened her tone and smiled playfully. "Grandma, i was just joking. Of course i don't think that Phoebe my beloved best friend and sister is a bumpkin. I was just trying to hide her identity in case someone with bad intentions tries to take advantage of her.

You know that she did not grow up in our circles, as word of her existence spreads, there are so many rich young men that will approach her for all sorts of reasons. I have known Dickson for many years, but i do not trust him completely. I do not want him to meet my younger sister without checking his intentions first."

Ruth walked to Jennie and shook her arm while talking coquettishly, "Mom, you understand me, right? I have nothing but good intentions. Even if it was my brothers here, they would all hide the truth and feel him out first."

Jennie's body relaxed and she smiled, it sounded like a perfectly plausible explanation. Grandma Mayfair didn't believe it however, not in the least bit. Calling Phoebe a country bumpkin was a little overboard. Ruth was clearly lying, and the more she saw this side to her, the more she terrified her.

"I am going to rest in my room, Jennie, wake me up when the others return."

Jennie extracted her arm from Ruth and escorted the old lady to her bedroom to rest. Ruth was left behind seething in anger and clenching her fists. I need to get rid of that old woman sooner rather than later, she thought.

Dickson excused himself and left, he had a name and that was a start. He would share his observations with his mother.

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IBORG CITY

Phoebe and her group had found their way to a door leading down to a direct path that led to the treasure they were seeking.

The reason for this was because she recalled an incident from her past life. In this exact place, there was an explosion and three days later seven dead bodies had been discovered by firemen that were clearing out the structure. According to the news, all the bodies were stabbed or shot, making it a murder case. No treasures had been discovered at all.

In fact, not even the skeletal remains of the dead soldiers had been found. Things were different now because the dead soldiers ghost had come to find her but the matter to do with the dead bodies made her suspicious. What if someone knew about the treasures before and deliberately caused the explosion in order to retrieve them.

"I am here, what worries you when i can handle anything? If there are grave robbers down there, i will just throw some sleeping dust in their faces and voila!" The Saxon spirit assured her.

With it's assurance, Phoebe felt much more confident to venture down. "Everyone, we don't know what we are walking into, be careful."

From her backpack, Phoebe handed them all head flash lights, she expected the place to get darker the more they went inside. On top of that, she stuck protection talismans onto their backs and then they ventured into the basement.

She needed to warn Amon just in case something nefarious was going on and she got the radios which had been handed to them.

"Amon are you there? Over"

"Yeah, Pheebs what's up? Over"

"What exactly did they say caused the seal to break? Ask Micheal once again. Over."

After a few seconds Amon told Phoebe that Micheal said that all they heard was a blast, the ground shook and a cracked appeared.

"Why? Is something suspicious to you? Over." Amon asked.

"Not sure, just watch your six, we don't know if we have company down here."

Phoebe didn't know what to say, she couldn't tell him that she had knowledge of the future and maybe grave robbers had gone down before they arrived. She didn't have proof anyway.

Andre looked at her and asked if something was wrong. "Let's go in already." He pointed his index finger at the go down stairs.

Phoebe slapped more talismans on all of their backs. "In case we run into evil ghosts." she clarified.

She saw the fear in her father's eyes and patted his arm in comfort. "Do you want to stay?"

"No way." he shook his head. What kind of father hung back and watched his daughter venture into danger?

He feigned bravely and lifted his trembling legs. "Let's go."

Step by step, they began to go down the stairs, it took some time to get to the bottom. The stairs were stony and old, riddled with pot holes and cracks. The air smelled stale and moldy.

"How come the others didn't know about these stairs?" Edward asked.

"This entrance was blocked by a wall that was put up when they attempted to resurrect the old governor's mansion in his honor. However, the family decided to sell the land to the city and then the stadium was constructed. They poured concrete and built over the stairs and basement. I guess people forgot all about it as it happened very many years ago." Phoebe explained as they went deeper.

Some of these things she knew from knowledge acquired in school and others the revelations made by the police after the bodies were found.

The deeper underground they went, the narrower the steps became and when they stopped they came to the entrance of a cave. Maybe she was seeing things but it seemed like stones and rocks had been carefully paved out of the way. She sighed heavily and swallowed hard.

The others noticed it as well, the big stones and rocks were pulled to each side. There was even a candy wrapper on the ground, a candy that did not exist in the 1700's.

"We have company." David whispered.

"I feel human presence, other than you people. There are other people here." The Saxon spirit also shared with Phoebe.

"How many?" Phoebe communicated through her thoughts.

"About ten."

Ten was a bigger number than she hoped it would be. Just in case they run into these grave robbers, there was a possibility that things would go south. It was best to call the soldiers ahead of time.

"Amon come in, over."

"I am here, over."

"We took another route, there are stairs that lead to the go down behind the pantry in the kitchen and I think that we aren't the only people here, i am one hundred percent certain that there are grave robbers seeking for the treasure, Over."

"Phoebe, stay where you are, i am coming there now, it's a dead end this side, over."

"What do you mean by wait? We need to find the treasures before they do." Andre excitedly run ahead of them like an idiot with his camera.

To him, the talismans Phoebe had slapped on his back where enough to protect him. If they could send Amon and his bells flying back then, what were a few ordinary grave robbers?

"Andre wait!" Edward called his son but his stubborn son increased his pace.