Whatever was going on with the ghost sounded a lot more interesting than the statement she was required to make. Phoebe's right leg turned and her whole body pivoted in the direction of the ghost.
She did not make it far, not even a single step was taken.
"This way." Shark nudged her gently to gain her attention.
Phoebe had no choice but to stop and follow the detective.
"Like I said earlier, in there waiting is the deputy police commissioner general, general Drusus and an aide from the Fog national presidential palace." He spoke as they walked towards an office. "Pheebs, i know that you are normally blunt and out spoken but try to be polite in there. Do not antagonize the aide, i beg you."
Phoebe was only partially listening and her eyes kept shifting back to the ghost, it was now following a female detective that was rushing into another conference room with a set of pictures in her hand.
