Phoebe was stunned that Shark was shocked, wasn't he used to ghost business by now?

"Yes of course, it's her case we are tackling, i think i mentioned it. Don't you remember?" She elevated her brows.

Shark nodded continuously. "Can I see her, I mean I want to say something before we even start."

On his request Phoebe waved and snapped her fingers and just like that their eyes were opened to see the supernatural. They could now see ghosts, not just Paula but the Verdemont lingering ghosts as well.

"I didn't think that they would be so many." David mentioned, forgetting again that he was in a cemetery.

"Focus on only Paula David, the rest of these ghosts are none of our business unless they approach me for help." She demanded of him.

He sniffed the thick cold air. "Is there a way to force them to move on without useful methods like Amon's bells?" David abruptly asked.

David looked at the ghost with pity filled eyes, he could not imagine the possibility of spending eternity tied to a cemetery. It was not living, there was no joy in it, in fact he thought it was a hell of its own kind.

Phoebe thought back to the beginning of her ghost seeing days when she was still frightened of the new world she had been thrust into unwillingly. She had asked the Saxon spirit a similar question. Back then, she thought if the ghosts could simply be sent away, her life would resume normalcy. It only lasted until she realized that no ghosts could mean there was a possibility of her never making it to the age of thirty.

Suddenly, she was pro ghost, the more of them there were in the world, the better.

She sighed, "It can't be done, they would simply carry their grievances into their next lives. Imagine if a stranger walked up to you one day and forcefully relocated you to the Silver nation, would you like it?"

David shook his head with a distasteful look on his face.

"Exactly." Phoebe strongly affirmed. "It's the same thing for them, this is their home. They are lingering around for various reasons so just don't mind them and focus on Paula who needs our help."

Meanwhile Shark's full attention had already been given to Paula. While David and Phoebe were talking, he had been apologizing for not keenly looking into her death.

Paula was calm so Phoebe assumed the apology had been accepted and Shark was off the hook. She looked at the watch on her hand and realized she had been in the cemetery for a good forty minutes already.

"Lets..." she started but Shark was still groveling, cutting her off.

"I hope you will not hold a grudge against me, I can assure you that i am going to walk the ends of the earth and arrest everyone involved in your death but before we move forward I need to know what the hell happened in that club."

"Yeah, same here. I want to hear it." David stood in an erect posture.

"I already know the story."

There was honestly no time to go through all the details so Phoebe summarized the story. When she finished, Shark kicked the metallic leg of the bench and winced.

"Bloody hell! I have had my eyes on Sully and Amaro but i did not see this. I knew something was up when they started acting cagey, running around like headless chicken searching for something in the evidence which was collected at the club.

Two days ago, Amaro moved into a new apartment in an expensive area of Loopy lane and Sully bought himself a new electric car. Those sons of bitches are not even hiding the fact that they are dirty anymore. It is already an open secret in the station but we lack evidence to prove it. Those two weasels are good at cleaning up after themselves.

We all know that no one can afford the things they have on a cops salary but the money trail is always perfect like an inheritance from a distant relative or investments. I swear to God that if I put my hands on those two, they are dead." Shark made more verbal assurances that he would right the wrong.

They all knew how impulsive he was, if he made one wrong move then it could only spoil things.

"No!" Paula and Phoebe spoke in unison.

Shark stared at them, one after the other.

"What do you mean no? Someone has to teach them a good lesson."

"The legal way Shark, if you rush we will accomplish nothing and Phoebe will be in danger because she is your source of information. First, we have to find a way to get Paula's case reopened. Two, we need the police Standards Operations Bureau on this which means we need Amon's help. I don't like the guy but we have to involve him." David folded his arms and pinned them to his chest.

Phoebe agreed immediately. "That's true Amon is high up in police ranks and has knowledge on ghosts. It's easier to explain our problem to him."

"Or maybe I should just call in a favor from the chief of CPD, we are friends." David lifted his chin.

Phoebe scoffed, not impressed at all. "And what will people say if word gets out that a Saxon used money to influence the police chief. I am sure Amaro and Sully will say that you just don't like them because of what they did to me and you are on a revenge mission."

"It's true that i dislike them, i loathe them and i am taking them down permanently this time, with or without using my connections." David avoided her gaze at all costs, hoping that she would not see the bloodthirsty look in his eyes.

Shark had been listening to the back and forth, he loudly clicked his tongue. "Pheebs has a point. To take dirty cops off the force one must have damning evidence or else they will just be transferred and the cycle will continue. Moreover, if the chief accuses them directly out of the blue, it will raise more questions than anything. Paula we need to get that memory card immediately and start making arrests."

Paula nodded, she let them know that she had been keeping her eyes on the decorative dish. "The memory card is still there i am certain. Those decorative stones are changed once in three months."

"I can't go in directly to retrieve it, its a ladies room and i need a search permit to get in there or the police has to access the club while working on a case which allows us to search the premises without a warrant." Shark reminded them.

"I will go." Phoebe volunteered.

"No." Both men yelled.

Phoebe blinked and looked from one to the other. "I am the only woman here that can get in there without raising suspicion. I saw Amon around here somewhere, we need to brief him." Phoebe's eyes moved to her buzzing phone.

It was her father probably wondering where she was, she could not not answer it just yet.

"No need." Came a voice from behind a large tomb stone. A man stood up and yawned, his arms stretching like a cat.

Shark panicked and flushed his phone flashlight in the direction from which the voice came. "Deputy chief Amon?"