บท 114: The death of a wicked woman.

Amon's words were like bullets firing accusations at Phoebe. It seemed like the man was blaming her for what was happening even before sharing the details.

"If you were one of my officers you would be under arrest right now for gross negligence of your job." he added.

Phoebe crossed her arms across her chest and returned him an icy stare. "Well, I am not one of your officers Amon and i would watch the accusations. I should know what i am being accused of in the first place." Phoebe was already offended by his sharp words.

"Let's see....a ghost killed a pregnant woman tonight. We both know what that means. You and your ghost wish fulfilling cafe played a role in it. You should have reported the murder to the police no matter what the ghost wanted. Dead people do not dictate the terms of life for the living."