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Then Charles swung.

Not at the ghost—at the Queen Victoria figure behind him. It shattered, and from the broken wax, a shimmering child's spirit tumbled free, gasping.

Edwin stepped forward, calm as a funeral parlor. "You're not a collector. You're a coward who can't face his own death. Let them go, or I'll show you what the Academy of Unseen Arts taught me about permanent soul separation." -Movies4u.Vip-.Dead.Boy.Detectives.S01.Dual.Aud...

The wax-maker screamed and lunged—but Charles was faster. A second swing, a third. The alcove exploded in wax shrapnel. Three children's ghosts, now free, clung to each other.

Edwin allowed the faintest smile. "We're dead, Charles. Every day is Tuesday." Want more cases for the Dead Boy Detectives, or a crossover with another supernatural detective (like Constantine or the Night Nurse)? Just say the word. Then Charles swung

The ancient ghost crumbled into dust, whispering, "I only wanted... company..."

Edwin Paine adjusted his bowtie—a habit that survived even death. Beside him, Charles Rowland cracked his knuckles, ready for a fight that might not come. Edwin stepped forward, calm as a funeral parlor

Edwin knelt to the children. "You'll be escorted to your trial. And afterward? Charles knows an excellent chip shop that allows spectral patrons."

As they led the ghosts toward the nearest mirror-door back to the afterlife, Charles grinned. "Not bad for a Tuesday."

"Play with me," came a child's voice, layered like three voices speaking in unison.

"Edwin, mate, I'm getting a bad vibe from that Queen Victoria over there," Charles muttered, nodding toward a wax figure whose glass eyes seemed to track them.