Fedrick, with Marry's spirit laughing inside him like that, made the girls feel for a moment as if this might be their last hour and that no one could now save them from Marry's ghost. But then something happened that changed the whole scene.
"What happened? You three came here because of me, right? You're the ones who freed me and gave me the chance to avenge my death, so why are you all afraid now? I didn't bring you here to be killed — not yet." Marry's spirit spoke from inside Fedrick.
"But then why were you laughing like a witch from a horror movie, the kind that comes to drink her enemy's blood after killing them?" Lily asked Marry's spirit, frightened.
"Forgive me. I possessed Fedrick's body because I wanted to protect you from Mr. Peterson and his goons and get you out of that place safely." Marry's spirit clarified her intention.
"Thank you so much for saving us. But where were you until now, and if you came back only to take revenge, why did you never come forward like this before?" Claire asked Marry's spirit.
Then Marry began to tell her story, and the tale went back five years. Marry recounted, "A patient's relative told me that at this hospital, when certain patients die, Dr. Peterson removes specific organs — kidneys, lungs, hearts — and sells them on the black market for high prices. When I heard this, I investigated myself and discovered that the rumor was true and that human organ trafficking was indeed happening at St. Victor Memorial Hospital. Once I had proof, I filed complaints with the higher authorities and the medical association. But I trusted the wrong people, and they handed all the evidence to Mr. Peterson and closed my complaint as if it were false. When I realized I had been deceived and that no one would stand against the Peterson family because of their power and money, I published an article about it on my blog. My article caused an uproar within the medical association, and a medical team came to investigate the hospital. But Mr. Peterson used his wealth and influence to alter the report and turn everyone to his side.
I understood then that someone like Mr. Peterson — powerful and rich — would not tolerate a small blogger-cum-journalist like me, so I decided to run a sting operation and expose the hospital's truth to the world. I did not know that my decision would lead me to the brink of death." As she told her story, Marry Thomas's spirit fell silent for a moment.
"But Fedrick told us that Murphy Peterson came here to meet you and that you demanded money from him — fifty thousand dollars." Stephnie interrupted Marry's spirit.
On hearing Stephnie, Marry's spirit screamed, "That's a lie — I demanded no money from anyone!" As she said this, blood filled the eyes of the spirit inhabiting Fedrick's body, and seeing Marry's anger, the three girls felt their blood run cold.
Then Marry, regaining control of herself, said, "Yes, it's true that Murphy came to meet me, but I didn't demand money. Rather, Murphy offered me some money up front to stop the matter right here."
"And when you must have refused his offer, he sent his goons to have you killed. Am I right? I had my suspicions about Murphy from the start." Claire asked Marry's spirit.
"Murphy had me killed?" Marry's spirit asked, astonished.
Just then the door to Fedrick's house suddenly flew open — the three girls had forgotten to lock it when they came in — and there stood Murphy Peterson, a gun in his hand. The three girls screamed together, but there was no one nearby to help them; nobody lived close to Fedrick's house.
"Calm down. I haven't come to harm you. I came to help. I went to the hospital and learned that Harry and his men had taken you hostage, but then I found out that Fedrick had already rescued you and brought you here, so I came to protect you. After all, Fedrick also works for my father. Move away from him." Murphy explained himself.
"Now stop your act, Murphy Peterson. Your secret's out — you had Marry killed so the truth about your hospital would never come to light." Claire accused Murphy.
But Marry's spirit stopped Claire. "No, Claire, you're mistaken. Murphy did not have me killed."
Hearing Marry's voice from inside Fedrick, Murphy froze for a moment and managed only one word: "Marry?"
Then he dropped to his knees and began to cry, asking Marry's spirit, "Why did you leave me so suddenly? I searched everywhere for you. I sat at the station all night waiting, but you didn't come — only a letter reached me, which Fedrick gave me. It said you loved my money, not me, and that your father paid you a lot to leave me — that's why you abandoned me."
"Forgive me, Murphy, for leaving you alone like this and for not keeping my promise to spend my life with you. But what you know is a lie. I left that motel intending to come to you, but on the way I was kidnapped by your father's men and Harry's people — and Fedrick was with them." Marry's spirit stepped close to Murphy and wiped his tears as she spoke.
Claire, Stephnie and Lily were confused. They had thought Marry's murder was ordered by Murphy and that he was the root of all the crimes, but now the whole story had become tangled.
"Murphy didn't have you killed?" Claire asked in astonishment.
"How could I have ordered my own wife's murder, especially when she was going to be the mother of my child? Marry, your death was carried out by my father," Murphy said, looking at Claire in bewilderment as he addressed both her and Marry.
"Listen! Whatever stories you've heard — they are either false or twisted to mislead you. I will tell you exactly what happened to me after I came here." Marry's spirit said, calling for silence.
"When I arrived here I first met Murphy, and I showed him the little evidence I had. Murphy promised to help, and together we began to hunt down the real masterminds behind the human organ trafficking at the hospital. While working closely, Murphy and I fell in love without even realizing it, and one night when we returned from the hospital we found ourselves in each other's arms; all boundaries between us vanished and we became intimate. After that we spent our nights in each other's arms and our days gathering evidence against the hospital. A year passed while we investigated, and during that time I became pregnant. One day, when we tracked a consignment of organs being shipped, we discovered that behind it all was Murphy's father, Mr. George Peterson. Murphy and I had collected a great deal of evidence against them, so we decided to file the case directly in court. On that very day we also learned I was going to be the mother of Murphy's child. We had already secretly married in court, so hearing about my pregnancy made us both overjoyed. We wanted that child, but we also knew that once we filed a case against George Peterson we could not stay in one place — George's men would harm me or our baby to put pressure on us. So Murphy decided we should move to another city and send the evidence to the medical association and prosecutor from there as anonymous informants. But on the night we were to leave the city, George had me killed by his men and gave Murphy a false letter written in my name." Marry's spirit spoke with great pain and tears in her eyes.
Then, continuing, she said, "George Peterson is responsible for my death, and at his command Fedrick hid my body. And when Claire and her friends opened that third-floor room, my spirit was freed — George had imprisoned it with rituals in a sealed room. But now that I am free, I will take revenge for my death on every person responsible, which is why I possessed Fedrick's body." Saying this, Marry took Fedrick's face in her hands and moved it up and down.
Everyone who heard Marry's full truth standing there was shocked — how could any human be so cruel as to take the life of his own son's wife and unborn grandchild for the sake of money?
"I will fight alongside you to punish your killers, Marry," Murphy said, rising from the ground.
"And we're with you too. Tell us what to do now," the three girls said in unison.
They all began planning their next move. George Peterson was a very cunning man, and Claire wanted Marry's spirit not to kill George but to hand him over to the law and expose the hospital's crimes to the public.
After a long argument, they finally decided that Marry would not take George's life — she would wound him but spare him, and Murphy would help ensure George was convicted.
Murphy then explained that they would follow the same plan George had once devised: Murphy would take the three girls to his father's farmhouse, and Fedrick — who already worked for George — would go as well, with Marry's spirit inhabiting him. There they would force George to confess his crimes on record and call the police; until the police arrived, Marry's spirit would deal with George and his goons.
So, according to the plan, everyone set out for George's farmhouse in Murphy's and Fedrick's cars. Stephnie drove one car with Lily and Fedrick inside, while Claire drove the other with Murphy beside her.
With the plan set, they departed. One car carried Stephnie at the wheel, with Lily and Fedrick inside; the other car held Claire driving with Murphy beside her. After roughly forty-five minutes they reached the farmhouse, where George's men stood ready, armed and prepared.
Murphy immediately brought the girls from his car and bound their hands as part of the ruse, instructing Fedrick — now Marry's vessel — to act exactly as planned. They entered the large room of the farmhouse. George sat in his night suit, drinking.
"Oh — so you brought me the three girls?" he said as he noticed Murphy enter alone. "Where are Harry and his men? Why didn't they come with you?"
"These girls are cunning," Murphy lied, keeping calm. "They drugged Harry and his men and knocked them out. I arrived with Fedrick just in time, otherwise they would have escaped."
"Harry's a damn fool — he couldn't even kidnap three girls properly. But why did you bring Fedrick?" George asked.
"Because he's your man," Murphy replied sharply. "He helped hide Marry's body—so you promoted him from a mere peon to Night Incharge."
George flinched for a moment, then shrugged and smiled coldly. "Oh, so he told you the truth. Son, everything I did was for your good. That woman was not worthy of you." He rose and poured himself another drink, attempting to justify his actions.
"But I married her and vowed to protect her — and she was going to bear my child when you had her killed," Murphy shot back, his voice rising.
The three girls stood perfectly still; they had to follow the plan. Everything so far had been staged exactly as they had agreed. Inside Fedrick, Marry's spirit seethed with rage, waiting only for Murphy's signal—one word, and she would tear George apart.
Instead, George suddenly turned. As he made the motion, he raised the pistol and fired into Fedrick's head. Fedrick collapsed immediately; he was dead.
The three girls went white. What had been a plan to expose George had just been wrecked.
"You all thought I was a fool," George said, laughing cruelly. "I saw in the bar mirror that dark soul in Fedrick. I dealt with him. Now I will take my pleasure with these girls and Murphy, my son, I love you very much, but if I have to live, you must die." Saying this, George fired a shot at Murphy. Murphy tried to dodge, but the bullet still struck him in the shoulder.
Murphy and the Ghost Mentors' plan had been exposed, and Fedrick was dead, which meant Marry's spirit could do nothing, as she required a body to take action. This case was perhaps going to be the final one for "The Ghost Mentors" team, as Murphy lay on the floor, wounded and drenched in blood, groaning in pain. After shooting Murphy, George laughed loudly and turned towards Claire.