"Come on, man, give me a break!" Jack blurted, loosing his grip on professionalism just as the other was recovering his.  "I didn't say he had to, I was just saying Mr. Burrows might want to.  I would if someone like that moved into my flat."  How was he supposed to know ghosts could just relocate if they wanted?  Jack thought 'stuck' was a kind of fundamental aspect of ghosts.

With a sigh he reached for his notebook to scribble a few notes before he started to forget details.  This would probably need a report.  He wouldn't be surprised to hear someone ended up cursed after this and the Chief would have his head if he didn't have the historical paperwork. 

"If you end up coming back or if Mr. Robins would like support please let the Constabulary know."  Maybe if a Constable was dispatched for the next incident it would be much quieter.  He just hoped it wasn't him.

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