Why can’t I turn down a woman in distress?

I just took a case from the tearful, but very rich, widow Barker, whose husband supposedly died at the hands of a century-old phantom. He was the owner of Barker steel mill and it doesn’t take me long to realise that something very weird is going on there.

That’s not all though, a spectral dog has eaten a bloke at a junkyard and I’m supposed to work out how to get him back.

Everyone is lying to me about everything but my toughest test is dealing with the aftermath of my stupid decision to hire Amanda Harper. Not that she isn’t talented, intelligent, and capable, because she is. She is also drop-dead gorgeous and massively distracting.

She’ll prove to be an asset no doubt, assuming we live through the week that is.

The paranormal? It’s all nonsense, but proving it might just get me killed.