Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 197

Chapter 197: Not a joke

The revelation left those that were not aware in shock and doubt. The sureness with which Phoebe delivered the news made it seem like she had personally witnessed the death.

Some like Emilia and Ekhart were in denial. Linda was still their daughter, however flawed she was.

“How dare you say that? You cannot just walk in here and utter such nonsense? You better back up your claims by providing evidence. Where is her body?” Ekhart asked.

Phoebe remained silent, her attention was focused on the old patriarch who was swallowing a pill to calm his nerves. He surprisingly accepted the news way better than she expected. Phoebe had thought the man would cry his eyes out or even collapsed but he had only shut his eyes for a second and then massaged his chest.

“So the dream was not just an ordinary dream. Ohh my dear girl, I was really hoping that you were alive somewhere.” His lips trembled as tears rolled down on his wrinkled cheeks.

He put a hand over his eyes and broke down, sobbing loudly, releasing the frustration he had been holding in for so many years.

For a few minutes__, five to be precise, they all remained silent and waited for the old patriarch to calm down. A knot tied in Phoebe’s stomach, she fought hard to keep the tears from coming out of her eyes. She felt an ounce of guilt for being the one that had doused the little hope the old man had of finding his grandmother daughter alive.

The butler handed him a tissue which he used to wipe his eyes and blow his nose. The butler collected the tissue and dumped it in waste bin before returning to stand by the old man.

“You are certain.” Luther questioned Phoebe.

She nodded. “Patriarch did you also suspect that she could be dead?” She asked.

Luther nodded. “That night when she appeared in my dreams she told me that she was going to a far place. Linda also mentioned that she was happy and at peace finally. That poor girl suffered so much when she was alive and it’s my fault, I should have protected her more. I did fear that she was dead but without a body it was better to keep my hope alive.

Every shaman, magician, diviner and the like claimed she was alive but deep down, i knew that she was gone. You are the first to confirm my suspicions, so i know that you are a true shaman indeed.” He wiped his haggard wet cheeks.

“Oh come on Mr. Luther, Linda is alive. Everyone, do not buy anything this crook says, we all know her kind relies on tricks to make a living. If she is dead, what about the text messages then?” Conrad wore a cat Cheshire grin. There was no way anyone was going to know that it was him that sent them.

Phoebe sneered at him, she had been taking things slow for the sake of Luther. Now that he had calmed down, it was time to drop the bombs and Conrad had poked the bear at the right moment.

Phoebe laughed scornfully. “Oh yes, Linda’s blackmail texts which started this new search. Why are you asking me about it Conrad when you know for a fact that it’s you that sent your supposed friend those messages?”

Every eye in the room moved to Conrad, doubt and questions in their minds. Was it truly him?

“What? W..what are you accusing me of?” Conrad’s eyes flew open. “How could i ? What evidence do you have?”

Abel moved and stood next to Conrad. “This is my best friend turned brother, he can never do such a thing! Besides I spoke to Linda on the phone, it was her voice not Conrad.”

Brandon added a comment. “I can vouch for Conrad too he’s a good guy. He could never torment our family like that. You must be working with Linda on this scheme.” he accused her.

They kept trading gazes and looking at the only exit out of the parlor, desperate to escape but there was no where to run because the detectives had secured the door. The only option left was to deny knowing anything to the very end.

Phoebe gave Shark a signal, it was time to search Conrad’s room, Brandon’s room and Abel’s room as well. Shark had mentioned that people that committed murder often kept evidence that bonded them together so that none would betray the other. He suspected that these three had done something like that which is why their relationship had not fractured all these years.

Ekhart had been mulling over what Abel had said and he was a bit confused.

“Abel I recall you said that you only received text messages how come you never told any of us that you spoke to Linda?”

Eyes moved from Conrad to Abel as little holes started being poked into the story.

“He couldn’t have because Linda is dead.” Phoebe stated and laughed softly.

Abel felt corned so he burst into tears. “That is not possible! My wife cannot be dead i swear that i talked to her…..”

“Here we go with the tears.” Phoebe said sarcastically. “You should recommend the brand of eye drops which you use every time Linda’s subject comes up. How else is a grown man like you crying on command if you are not faking it?”

“I…” Abel started.

“Shut up Abel!” David cut him off, having had enough of Abel that cried more than a baby. It was annoying, irritating and made him want to beat up the man to give him a real reason to cry. “You know very well what happened to Linda, you were there and you participated in it. You have been deceiving and lying to this family for over a decade, stop with the pretense the show is over.”

The Verdemonts were perplexed for they didn’t understand what David was accusing Abel of. They all wanted Phoebe or David to make it clear and stop talking in circles.

“What are you talking about Saxon?” Ekhart asked, his hands trembling because David would never lay such a careless accusation unless it was true.

Abel stood up and run away hand through his hair. “I want to know the answer to that as well, are you accusing me of killing my wife? He pointed an index finger at himself. “First that fake shaman accused Conrad, now you have accused me do you have any evidence of what you speak of?”

The old patriarch interrupted because he was falling behind on the story. “Little shaman what is going on here? I don’t understand anything. Where is Linda I want to give her a befitting burial. I also want to know how she passed.”

Phoebe sighed softly. “Patriarch i told you already, Linda is in the maze, its not a joke, i am very serious. Her body was buried there and it has remained there all these years. Now i am sure that some of you are still skeptical and you will not believe until you see it for yourselves so I think it’s time for the digging to start.” She nodded at detective Jones.