"Get up." Mrs. scotts spoke to her ghoul's mind. "I need you to get the warehouses soundproofed. Take a two weeks, get it done right. Ask at the hotel who they use to soundproof their rooms."

Mrs. scotts' conciosness returned to her desk. It was exceptionally draining, but the exhiliration of leaving her body was something wonderful. With the warehouses soundproofed, she would be able to return the favor to Eva.