Unfortunately for grandma Saxon, not all wishes could be fulfilled. When Phoebe went to her bedroom to shed a tear for Luther and pray for his soul, the Saxon spirit appeared and it wasn't alone, Luther was with her.

The tears that she had been fighting burst out on seeing him. She knew that the man was going to die but it still hurt, she had not known him for a long time but it hurt. It hurt as if she had just lost her very own grandfather.

"I am sorry old patriarch, life has been unfair to both of you."

"Don't cry dear little shaman." Luther smiled warmly. "You have helped me greatly because I have died with no burdens in my heart. I am ready to move on and be with my granddaughter. I just wanted to see you one last time and express my gratitude. Please carefully utilize the gift that I have left you."

Phoebe nodded despite being confused about the gift, she wiped tears from her eyes as he moved on to the other side. When his ghost faded away, she recalled the coins and guessed that it was the gift Luther had been talking about.

She moved from the chair in front of the mirror and went to the bed, falling on it, still sniveling.

"You can live with ease, he is in a happy place now experiencing a beautiful reunion." The Saxon spirit informed her.

It could see what was on the other side where Luther and Linda had reunited. Another woman was with them, Luther's wife.

Phoebe took a deep breath and smiled, it was all good in the end.

*******

The day that followed, Phoebe woke up early for she had a ton of work to do, mainly producing more tonics which she did by hand. First, she moved into the magic space where she harvested herbs and then her production room on the third floor of the house. Her father had created for her a space where she could do some of her work freely.

Edward had even gone the extra mile to help her in the production process by acting as her assistant which was no easy task because Phoebe moved quickly when she was working, just like a busy bee, she did not stop until a large amount of each tonic had been finished.

For three hours, they worked non stop in perfect sync, and they were working on the last tonic, a replenishing tonic.

Edward could have sworn that he was dying and he took a break. He did not understand why Phoebe was filled with strength, not even one sigh of exhaustion had escaped her mouth.

She was mixing the blood tonic in a very large pot with a keen look on her face like a witch cooking a portion under the moonlight.

"It's done." she sniffed the air and declared.

"Sweet heart aren't you exhausted? I think that we are going to hire machines for some of this work." He wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

Phoebe agreed with him. "I agree, with these pots i can only prepare tonics in small portions. I want to start producing pills as well, they are easier to sell. Father, thank you for always helping me." She wrapped her hands around his waist and clung to him.

They walked downstairs like that, slowly as Edward cherished the affection he was receiving. But, as soon as Phoebe spotted Collin who was on his way to work, she abandoned Edward and went running towards him.

She did not even notice the jealous look on her father's face.

"Brother Collin please wait up." She rushed to him and stopped directly in front of him.

She started by fixing his slightly crooked tie first while standing on tip toes which made Edward and Collin chuckle. When it came to height, nobody could decide whose gene Phoebe had taken.

"Thank you little sister and good morning, you look better than I expected." Collin arched an eyebrow. He thought that she had bawled her eyes out when she went to her room.

Phoebe dismissed his words with a wave. "Oh that! Luther moved on already. He's happy on the other side and that's what matters. I have no reason to be sad, he has achieved what he wished for deep down for many years."

"That fast?" Collin's eyes flew open.

Nodding her head, Phoebe chuckled. "Yes! He had nothing that was keeping him here. Anyway eldest brother do you remember that you said that if I need your help with work I should come to you?"

Collin nodded. "Whatever you need."

"Well i need farm workers and a skilled farm manager. I will not be able to visit my farm daily so I need people that will be dedicated to the job even in my absence. Can you help me find responsible people?" Phoebe bounced on her toes as she stared at him with hope.

Collin laughed because he found her to be adorable, she looked like a cartoon character with those wide eyes and exaggerated eye movements."

Well that is very easy, I know someone that owns a job placement company. I will speak to him, i should be able to send you names by the end of the week."

Without thinking Phoebe jumped up and hugged him, surprising him. Excited, Collin stumbled back and found his balance while hugging her back.

"Eldest brother, you are the most awesome, just don't tell Andre i said this." Her words caused both of them to laugh. She bid him goodbye and watched him walk out of the house.

Phoebe moved to her bedroom and took off the overall work suite and changed to more presentable clothing. Done with that, she got a packed breakfast box to go from Maria and moved to the parking. Her grandmother was already standing besides the car, waiting for her.

"You are late, I was about to leave without you." She complained.

"I am sorry Nana, what about the tonics?" She asked.

Grandma Mayfair pointed at the trunk. "The ones which are ready have been placed them in there and the rest will be delivered later, let's go." She ordered.

On the ride to the Cafe, Phoebe called Shark who answered after two beeps.

"Fog country's sharpest detective speaking." He answered playfully.

"Cut it out Shark! You dropped the ball on this one. We need to talk alone and far away from the station. It's full of dirty none remorseful cops." Came Phoebe's stern words, she partly blamed him for not suspecting a thing after Paula's death yet it was he that gave her the hints on which she followed.

"What's going on here Pheebs? What did I do?" Shark curiously asked.

"Like I said we need to meet in a place that is not swarming with dirty cops." She repeated.

"The cafe then?" Shark asked.

"Hell no! I mean we need a private place. This case has a lot of big names attached to it and i don't want to be tied to it." Phoebe responded.

"Name a place and time Pheebs, I will be there. My ears are itching already."

"The Verdemont family cemetery, I believe that you are attending Luther's burial right?"

"Yes of course, but cemetery isn't private." Shark mentioned.

"Yeah, at night it is." Phoebe ended the call, ready to tackle Paula's case.