The Investigators, Inc. The Black House Mystery. Chapter 11. Ghosts and Ghosts.

After leaving the nightclub we drove over to the house that Amerie and her friends had been using and where our other van with the stripes was now sitting. Three cars arrived and we quickly hopped in and off we went. I then phoned the police to inform them that two of our vans had been stolen, one was black and the other was black with red and white stripes. I then told them what hotel we were staying at so they could come and see us if they wanted to.

I had to have Amerie do the talking since no one at the police station could speak English. That is not uncommon in this French city of Montreal, Quebec is a French speaking province. About an hour later the police arrived and told us they had found our vans and it was likely they were stolen by a gang they thought had been disbanded, the Blackbirds. One of the police officers was sure that he had seen Amerie in jail not long ago, however, we had our cover story to refute that idea.

Annelie had made up fake ID for the girls and sent them on one of our jets and they arrived that evening just before the police arrived. That was very close, or we might have had a problem. So, our 5 ‘bad girls’ now had France passports with new names. Annelie did an amazing job on those passports and likely these police officers had never seen one anyway. I breathed a sigh of relief when they left. “Why does my new name on here have the same last name as you Steve?” asked Amerie.

“You are officially, well, sort of, my younger sister for now,” I informed her, “I hope you don’t mind. We will change it for you once we are back in France. Annelie, who looks after these things for us was in a hurry. I hope you are not offended by that.” She giggled, as did her friends. “I think she was hoping that it meant you would be married briefly,” said Suzette, giggling some more. “That is not true Suzette,” she said.

Perhaps it wasn’t, but Amerie sure was blushing. “I am happy to be your younger sister,” she said, “maybe I can stay that way?” “I am sure we could arrange that Amerie,” said Jennifer. Anyway, we were able to pick up the vans in the morning and off we went to Toronto where our jet was waiting for us. Good thing we had these ‘bad girls’ with us so they could translate for us when dealing with the police. “Where are we going now Steve?” asked Caleigh.

“We are heading off to a haunted house to try and catch some ghosts,” I said, trying to sound very excited. “You do not believe in ghosts, do you Steve?” asked Colette. “Yes, I do,” I said, “at least I believe in some ghosts. Come and sit beside me Amerie.” She did so. I held out my hand to her. “Are you still brave enough ‘bad girl’?” I asked, smiling. “Yes, for this I am very brave,” she said, also smiling. I held her hand and soon we had disappeared.

Amerie’s friends had their eyes wide right now and Suzette came over and felt the seats where we had been. She then looked at Jennifer who was reading a book. “Where did they go?” Suzette asked her. “Oh, they disappeared,” said Jennifer, “we ghosts can do that you know. However, Steve is not a ghost like Kat and I, but we gave him the ability to disappear to help with protection.” “And whoever I touch will disappear with me,” I said from the other side of the plane where Amerie and I were now sitting.

Amerie was really giggling now. Her friends seemed a bit scared though. “Come Suzette, show me you are just as brave as Amerie,” I said. She looked at me with a bit of a frown, then smiled and sat beside me. “You must be brave enough to hold my hand though,” I said. “Steve, I am brave enough to hug you,” she said, “even with your wife watching.” She then put her arm around me and we disappeared. I then did this with the other 3 girls as well.

They all thought it was amazing fun. Soon we were at our destination in the city close to the town where the black house was located. We all went out there to see how things were going. Unfortunately the trap that Matt and the boys had set still had not caught any ghosts. “If they are really ghosts,” began Amerie, “how do you catch them?” “That is a good question,” I said, “but I don’t believe they are real ghosts. Something must have scared them away temporarily, maybe there are too many people here.”

So, we decided to reduce the number and all of the Knight Riders left except for Rock and Bear since they are family. The Wildcats also left, except for Kat, so, our 3 ghosts, Dawn, Beryan and myself stayed. Amerie and her friends asked if they could stay too. I wasn’t so sure about that since they are new and I didn’t want them getting hurt, or killed. But Jennifer thought it might be a good idea, so, they are here too. It still seems like a lot of people, but it is much less than before at least.

That night Jennifer and I woke up suddenly when Jewel tickled our faces with her paws. There, at the foot of our bed, stood two people, a man and a woman. They were dressed in clothes that looked the same as the last Silverton’s who lived her. I could understand the man looking like John Silverton if he is a distant relative, but the woman looked just like his wife. We lay there looking at this couple, then I asked them who they were and why they were in our bedroom.

“This is our house,” said the man, “you are intruders and we want you and your friends to leave.” “You are not ghosts,” said Jennifer firmly. “And you have no claim to this house,” I said. “It is our house,” said the man, “I am John Silverton, the owner of this house, you must leave or you must die.” Jennifer then disappeared which didn’t seem to shock our intruding Silverton’s. Jennifer then reappeared behind them, touching both of them on the neck and they fell to the floor…

To Be Continued.

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