Sherlock Holmes is renowned far and wide for his Mind Palace but Mycroft Holmes is privately known to have a House Of Memories.
Elina Hooper is the twin sister of the sweet pathologist, Molly. French on their mother's side and being both graced wit...
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It was half past one in the afternoon as Elina made it back home and she supposed that for the ongoing moment she could convince herself that she could relax. Obviously Elina didn't know the meaning behind a word such as relaxation but that didn't stop her from trying.
She leaned down on her kitchen counter to smell her red roses that lasted a week longer much thanks to herself being green fingered. She cut one of the roses down because she didn't want to bin them all after they died. Instead the rose she cut the stem short of, she placed in one of the hardback covered books dotted around her home in order to squish and therefore preserve for quite sometime into the future. She had also used another rose and created a sort of liquidated mix in order to place alongside the flower into a silicone base in order for the rose in the end to be preserved in a glass pyramid shaped paper weight.
After her sort of therapeutic experience, she wiped her face tiredly and grabbed a pack of iced chips from her freezer to place comfortably on the armrest of her corner suite as she lied down and spent until mid-evening watching Lucifer on Netflix that Mycroft either ordered or deduced her to do.
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Meanwhile at Scotland Yard, after a total of six hours interrogation, Gregory Lestrade drove Daniel Richards to his bail hostel and made Mrs Audrey the landlady aware of what had transpired and of how he went against his bail conditions. Lestrade had also made it important to state across how police cars undercover would be sat around the circumference of his current location and if he were to leave the hostel, he would be arrested and sent back to prison without a court appearance.
As Lestrade was driving in his silver car back home not expecting his wife to be home at any point considering that Sherlock had stated she was still cheating on him, an unknown number called him. Swiping to accept as he queued up amongst the traffic, he connected his phone to the cars speaker in order to answer. "Hello, Greg Lestrade."
"Inspector." Mycroft returned the greeting rather pleasantly. Greg's eyes boggled and he sat up straighter behind the wheel as if he was being blessed with Mycroft Holmes' presence. "What can I do for you, sir? Your six monthly update on your brother is not ready yet until next week." Greg supplied, thinking that was the reason why he called. "Your officers undercover watching the phoenix hostel..." Mycroft spoke accordingly as if he was reading from a book. "Appear to be asleep on the job. Fire them and once you've done with that make it to the Kensington area with some of your best officers who aren't disappointedly bone idle and stand on guard to arrest Mister Richards." Mycroft explained, ending the call before Lestrade could talk any further.
Sighing in a matter of haste, he illegally did a U-turn and went up a one way street with his sirens blazing afire.
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The good news was that the lump had finally went down on the back of Elina's head so she chucked the defrosted chips considering that she couldn't really defrost them up again. Finally being bothered to change from her work clothes, she changed into her cotton soft nighty.
