Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 300

Chapter 300: Not my problem.

Grandma Mayfair’s loudly spoken words were similar to what everyone was thinking, especially because America had described their meek mouse like behavior around their son when he talked.

Their fear was because they knew who he was— what he truly was. When the fact that they did not want him speaking to Humphrey alone was factored in, it became even more obvious that they had secrets they did not want him to share.

“Lunatics, bad people, they are harming others.” Grandma Mayfair beat the ground with her walking cane, unleashing her fury on it as though it were Mr. and Mrs. Whitlock themselves.

“If the Whitlock’s really knew that their son was a dangerous killer but allowed him to mingle with other children then they need to be charged and arrested.” Shark announced, he stood with his hands clutching onto his belt, ready to challenge anyone that thought otherwise.

To him, he could not touch Humphrey, but the parents were a different matter. As long as he could find evidence linking them to the crime, the end result would be the same.

“I agree they should be punished; however we need to know about what we are going to do with their son first.” Phoebe run her fingers through her hair.

A frustrated sigh came out of David. “So far all suggestions made are not good enough, we cannot hand him over to the police neither can we lock him up in a mental hospital…..”

“Just kill him, kill him already kill him.” America interjected in a loud near hysterical voice.

The ghost couldn’t believe that these people still didn’t understand the gravity of the situation. Humphrey would keep hurting people as long as he had breath in him.

The hum of the room dissolved into silence, as if the air itself had been sucked out.

Shark raised his hands in surrender. “Guys! I cannot condone that; I am an officer of the law and…..”

“Oh yeah and what are you going to do, arrest your friends?” Connie laughed sarcastically.

“No; of course not but I cannot be here if you plan to kill someone, a young child for that matter. It doesn’t matter how big a crime he has committed, Humphrey Whitlock is still considered to be a child under the law. And we will get caught, darkness always comes to light. No crime can be hidden forever, eventually someone will notice something.” Shark responded, his voice a little raised.

“Not if we do it my way by locking up in a prison in Iceland. He will never be able to leave that place alive, believe me. But if death is what it what it takes…..”

David lowered his eyes, avoiding Phoebe’s gaze as much as possible. Part of him worried that he might seem ruthless to her but the other part knew that he was the only one with the connections and balls to make Humphrey disappear without a trace permanently.

It felt wrong that they were discussing potentially ending the life of a child, but it felt like their hands were tied at the moment.

The Saxon spirit looked at David sadly, suddenly it came up with a brilliant idea which it told Phoebe.

“That leaves us with one option, we can involve the founding sect.”

Phoebe repeated the words of the spirit to the group immediately. Those that had no idea about what Phoebe was talking about traded gazes.

“What’s that?” Claire asked.

“You do not need to know what it is, in fact it’s better that you do not know but all I can say is that it’s related to the founding council.” Phoebe responded in the politest way possible.

“I don’t know about that Pheebs, he is human, do you think that they will take on such a case? From what I know about them, they only get involved when it’s ghosts or black magic.” David stared at her quizzically.

Phoebe sighed warily. “I am not certain but after we tell them everything that we know I am positive that they will want to be involved. Humphrey is worse than some malicious ghosts that I have encountered. We can ask Amon about it first.”

“It’s worth a try, I’ll call Amon. He must be close by at the station.” David stepped out of the room to make the call.

Phoebe turned her attention to Shark. “Listen Shark, you have a part to play in this too. Do not resurrect any old cases just because you want a photo op, we cannot reopen closed wounds that have possibly been healed.

It won’t do anyone any good anyway, you are going to bury the truth about this Kendall case too. Let the parents know that it was an accident, that’s far better than telling them that their child was killed by a serial psycho killer. Humphrey is going to disappear, one way or the other.”

“The autopsy results have been amended, Kendall Smith’s death has been concluded as an accident as a result of a fall from a swing, it looks Humphrey has won again.” Claire said.

Grandma Mayfair threw her walking cane at the wall, Connie groaned, and Phoebe sighed.

“Why is this kid so bloody lucky, is he being helped by the devil?” She muttered.

“Take him, let the founding sect deal with him, I don’t want to listen to this anymore. I don’t even want to ever hear the name Humphrey in my life.” Grandma Mayfair declared.

“Are they going to kill him? What will they do when they take him?” Shark asked, he was always intrigued by the founding council and sect but he found nothing on them.

It’s like it didn’t exist at all, no known location or information on its members, the group was a mystery. The little information he knew was as a result of Phoebe mentioning them once in a while.

“I don’t know, I don’t care and it’s not my problem anymore. At the end of the day, what we want is for Humphrey to be gone, right?” Phoebe’s quizzical gaze traveled around the room.

In response they all nodded, especially America. “They can use him as a lab rat or whatever as long as he disappears for good.”

“And his parents? What do we do with them if we don’t find the missing son’s body?” Shark sat back down just as David was rejoining them.

“Then I will deal with them, they have to be punished too.” David was very resolute in his determination to see to it that they paid the price for every life Humphrey had taken while they covered his and their asses.

“Before that we need to find a home for their remaining daughter and put her in counseling. We should do whatever it takes to see to it that she lives as good a life as possible. She is going to be the first person to receive help from the foundation.

I don’t think she should continue living at the Whitlock ranch, too many bad things happened there, if the grandparents are good, maybe she can live with them.” Phoebe’s eyes moved to stare at the opening door.

Amon walked in; one eyebrow arched. “A meeting comprising of ghosts and humans but you saw it fit to invite a ghost catcher, this cannot be good. However, you can color me intrigued.” He leaned against the wall, his eyes fixed on the ghosts that didn’t seem to be terrified of him.