Chapter 175

Wilbur looked over. The man was old and wrinkled, hunched over as he walked. He was sporting a bowler hat and a pale gray tracksuit. The cane in his hand was black, with a bright red jewel the size of an egg on top of it. He looked like a man who had been around for a long time, but one with wealth and status. The old man smiled at Wilbur as he walked over, his face wrinkling from the gesture. "Let me introduce myself." The old man sat down next to Wilbur with Jasmine's help. "My name is Albert Joeman." Wilbur poured Albert a cup of tea and nodded at him. "Please have some tea, Honorable Mister Joeman." "Please drop the honorifics." Albert shook his head. "I'm just an old geezer with one foot in the grave." Wilbur smiled and looked at Albert. Albert said, "Don't bother looking. I've got some amount of spirit energy in me to be in charge of the Department of Paranormal Research and Defense." Wilbur said nothing, taking a sip of tea. "Ryder told me that you're incredibl