When Paula exhausted all that she wanted to say, Phoebe sent her away. She knew the woman would not move on until her body was cremated or certain that her mother had started to mourn.

Dealing with case took her back to Mason and the mess that followed. Both were single children of widowed mothers that had been murdered.

She hoped that this case would not end up like Mason's, if it did.....Phoebe shook her head, erasing all negative thoughts from her head.

"It won't happen." The Saxon spirit assured her.

Phoebe rubbed the back of her neck and sighed, she was still worried that maybe it was reckless to involve herself in the matter. Would she have to involve Amon again just like back then?

Perhaps she should not have told Paula that her wish was her command.

"It will work out, we have all learned a lesson with Mason's incident. This time, we know what not to do, like giving a murderer a warning or a chance. Ease your mind Pheebs, come into the space and cultivate for a while." The spirit suggested.

Phoebe agreed and she did not step out of the office for the next five hours.

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Meanwhile, in another part of the city, David was on a visit at the Lockler private asylum. His conversation with Phoebe and the subject of their children had resurrected the anger and hatred he felt for Ruth.

At the moment, he was sitting in front of the tightly sealed cell in which Ruth was being held an monitored by three cameras.

She was chained to a bed, her body wrapped tightly in a straitjacket. She looked insane, was mumbling to herself while twitching from side to side.

Next to David was doctor and two nurses, a team that was in charge of monitoring Ruth.

"Why is she in the straitjacket?"

"She scratched herself yesterday, almost peeling off the skin of her left arm. She was screaming about having cockroaches in her body." The doctor explained.

"Take it off, she can scratch herself to death if that is what will relieve her." David said coldly.

He stood up to leave and the doctor sighed in relief, being around David Saxon was not warm, it was frightening. What kind of person had such a cold beastly look in their eyes?

What kind of grudge did he have with Ruth?

"Take it off." he told the nurses.

*****

At around five in the evening, Phoebe opened her office and started to see human clients. As if David had a camera on her, he sent over flowers that arrived immediately.

[I hope your day has been sunnier han yesterday's weather.]

She scoffed and put the lilacs in a vase and turned her attention to the client, a man that wanted her to find his missing wedding ring.

Phoebe wanted to laugh but she didn't as simple as the task was, to the man it could have been the difference between marriage and a divorce.

She was busy with such minor cases until time to came close up arrived. Lately, she was rotating her nights, if she slept at the Mayfair manor today then tomorrow she would sleep at her apartment.

This night, she was was sleeping at the Mayfair manor so she headed home with grandma Mayfair whom she told the rest of Paula's story.

"You know my dear, I have come to realize that I knew very little of the real world before I started working at the cafe. This world is full of wicked people, that young woman died so unfairly. The worst part is that the cops that are supposed to help her get justice buried the evidence and silenced the case." Grandma Mayfair shook her head and let out a pronounced sigh.

Phoebe said nothing about knowing the cops because she wanted to deal with them herself besides her family especially her father would only blame himself after all, he was the one that had ordered for her arrest back then.

"It's not all bad nana." she playfully massaged the old woman's shoulders.

Grandma Mayfair was worried about Phoebe and all these cases. "Do you only deal with murdered ghosts? It seems like every case you have handled lately is moving in that direction?"

"Not all the time, i think i see like twenty of them a year, maximum thirty." Phoebe counted them off in her mind and it came down to fifty five cases last year. But she did not want to dwell on it and decided to change the subject.

"Nana, i had a client that wanted me to heal his dead wife's favorite pet, he brought it along with him and guess what animal it was."

"A cat."

Phoebe laughed and she put her hands together, "A rat."

Both women laughed and they made their way home with lighter happy conversations. Phoebe took a shower and went straight to the dining table.

It was a family custom to have dinner together as they talked about the events of the day. On this particular dinner the only conversation that was happening was about Shana and Collin.

The brothers and even Phoebe were taking turns to tease him endlessly.

"Your mother tells me that we should speak to the Lee family about your engagement, Collin. I want to hear your opinion about the matter." Edward sliced through the beef steak on his plate and suddenly added a more serious topic to the light banter.

Collin's brows shot up and he wasn't the only surprised person on the table. Phoebe and the rest of the Mayfair boys gasped.

Grandma Mayfair's fork fell on the plate as she watched Jennie in surprise. "Already? He has barely knows the girl, they have only been talking for a few days."

Her eyes shifted to Collin, needing to hear his opinion too.

"Mother, come on, i told you that i do not want to scare her away by proposing too early. I don't want to lose Shana or give her a wrong impression." Collin pushed a fork full of food in his mouth.

Jennie hissed in response. "What do you mean by that? A man can know a woman for a few days and decide that she is the one while another can know a woman for years and still not marry her. Besides your sister confirmed that she was the best woman for you, there is no time to waste here."

Phoebe cocked her head as she wondered when she told her mother that. "I did?" She quizzed.

Realizing that she had made a blunder, Jennie scratched her head. "Yes! Don't you remember? We were at the supermarket."

Phoebe shrugged, perhaps she just didn't remember saying it.

"Well, if he has to marry, she is the best choice, there are very few honest girls with good character left in the founding families of Fog country." she added her honest opinion.

Grandma Mayfair clapped once after hearing Phoebe's words. "In that case then there is no need to wait. Marriages of responsible families are decided on by the adults. Old man Lee and my husband Cillian, God rest his soul were good friends. We can start by inviting them over for dinner..."

She was interrupted by Jennie who mentioned that she had already booked a golf session at the Fog Resort. "We can actually have dinner there after. If things go well which i am sure that they will, then we can go ahead and choose a day to make a proposal. A woman like Shana is the desire of many suitors, we cannot dawdle."

Edward chuckled and threw Phoebe a glance. "Just like my Phoebe here." His words gained him every one's attention.

"Honey what do you mean by that?" Jennie covered his hand with hers. She still struggled with the fact that he daughter was dating David Saxon.

The man seemed like he had changed from his play boy ways but who knew? Above all that she wasn't a fan of Miranda Saxon, in her opinion she was a wolf in Sheep's clothing. The woman had been calling her constantly trying to form a friendship which barely existed before. It was obvious that Miranda was after Phoebe nothing else.

It skipped her mind that she was doing the same with Annabelle, Shana's mother for the very same reason Miranda was coming after her.

"Woah! My baby sister is a hot cake, many cool actors are asking me for her contact too." Andre ruffled Phoebe's hair, continuing to tease her.

Luke laughed as he ordered Andre to leave their sister alone. "It's not even surprising because Pheebs is very beautiful and kind. The man that will marry her will be truly lucky."