Buyong

Ein was a hitman on hire. A killer, a shadow, a death with insomnia, if you may.

He had witnessed countless pairs of eyes dim as the light of life faded, leaving nothing but vile hollowness. Needless to say, the sight of a soul popping out of the dead body was a first. 

And it wasn't just any soul. It was the dead heir of Byers Holdings, the same guy he killed with his own hands. Turns out the rich boy Adriel had a horribly irritating and loud soul, but worst of it all - impossible to get rid of.

Who would have thought that killing on a blue moon night could lead to being haunted?

When a Hitman Gets Haunted by a Ghost

Adriel sat at his desk, the glow of his laptop screen illuminating the dim room as he sifted through the printed-out photos from his phone. To his predictable frustration, there had been a few files on Lazarus Blessing. Hale's legacy was now fully in Jefferson's hands.

Hale kept circling him like an attention-starved toddler. "You've seen it now. What are you waiting for? We need to gather more evidence, then expose him until he's stripped to his underwear!"

Adriel set down the file he'd been reading and looked up at the evil spirit. "Gather more evidence, how?"

"There's a ledger. Jefferson laundered big sums of money through Lazarus Blessing. He wouldn't dare to keep such evidence on him—I'm certain the ledger is still in the safe!"

Adriel tilted his head, rubbing his chin. "A safe? Where?" He had explored the cult as a ghost back then, but he hadn't seen any safes.

"In my office. It's a built-in wall safe, well-hidden behind a painting."

Profound Understanding