Joseph was an exceptionally skilled hacker who fancied himself the god of the internet. Then an actual ghost came knocking through the network cable, scaring the fake god out of his wits. Geralt had been the one to save his miserable life.
Geralt sent Joseph the names of Benjamin's family and transferred 1,000 Beli along with them.
While waiting for the investigation results, Geralt called Luke Roman.
"Hello, Mr. Winchester."
"Just call me Geralt."
"Alright, Geralt."
"I need to ask about something. Do you remember the property at 6 Birch Street?"
"Of course. Those of us who deal with Corrupted Property usually remember the houses we handle quite clearly. No. 6 Birch Street was sold last December. The buyers were Benjamin's family. There was a Floating Spirit in the house that liked playing pranks. The previous owner was terrified, moved out in a hurry, and hired Roman Realty to sell it."
"And then?"
"Floating Spirits have a low danger rating and are extremely curious. Once they become familiar with a house, they leave soon enough. So we didn't take any forceful measures. Oddly enough, Mr. Benjamin came to us himself and still insisted on buying the house outright even after learning about its risks. You know how it is—we're agents. If the client insists on buying, we have no reason not to sell."
"Mm, I understand. Thanks."
Not long after ending the call with Luke, Joseph sent him an email.
A mere dozen or so pages documented the first half of Robert and Melinda's lives.
Ordinary.
Ordinary could also mean ordinary happiness.
One record caught Geralt's attention: Robert had been laid off by Beautiful Auto Sales Company in Phoenix City a year ago, yet according to Melinda, Robert had quit his job to start a business half a year ago.