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Type in the content of your new page here. ** Page 27  ** “It’s the strangest things,” Grimstone begins, in what strikes you as a rather phony tone of voice. “I recently bought a house owned by Jane Thrombey, who died a few months ago. It’s a great house-suits my needs in every way-but it has one problem.” Grimstone leans forward as if to add emphasis to his statement. “And what’s the problem?” ‘Ghosts! The place is haunted. Strange wailing sounds and lights- my employees and I can’t get a good night’s sleep! That’s bad enough. But either thing has been happening. Last night the crystal chandelier began swaying wildly. Then some of the crystals crashed onto the dining-room table. One of my men was cut by flying glass. I’ve never believed in ghosts before, but I’m telling you there’s one in that house!” “What do you want me to do?” Grimstone leans forward. His thin lips stretch into some sort of smile. “I need someone to fund that ghost and get rid of it. I need a ghost hunter!” “I’ll think about it and let you know in the morning,” you say. As he leaves, Grimstone turns. “I’ll make it worth your while.”