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Sherlock's POV
I got a call from Lestrade telling me that he was out for the morning and his PI
Ms. Smith would be working with me in this case. I rolled my eyes I hated to
work with new people. They just didn't understand. I hailed a taxi over to the
police station and strolled in. The DI's office door was open so I went in. There
was a short skinny woman standing in the office. I tried to read her but I
couldn't. I blinked and shook my head. Still nothing. She looked up at me and
said with a smirk.
"Having trouble Mr. Holmes?"
"No not at all."
"Mmmm that's not true."
"And why not?"
"Because you are confused. Also very tired as the coffee stains in your wrist
indicate that you had several cups of coffee this morning to try to keep
yourself awake. Your confused because I have made it so that you can't read
me. You'll just have to wait and solve me like a puzzle. Now more about you.
You're a smoker, you don't smoke for the high you smoke for the
Concentration. You have a brother. He works for... Wait... Ahhh yes the secret
service. Your flatmate is a doctor who has a psychosomatic
injury in his leg. And you had an Irish Setter named Redbeard."
Sherlock blinked and sat down.
"It's all very easy to see. But you know that. Anyway, let's get started shall we? This woman, she points to a picture of a woman depressed in all pink, Jennifer
Wilson. Was found dead on the third floor of the Inn. It was another suicide.
Lestrade advised me against it but I believe they are
all connected. That's why I called you."
Sherlock smiled and said
"Aah but you didn't Lestrade did."
"Not the point Mr. Holmes. Not. The . Point." Smith said agitated.
Sherlock quickly grabbed his coat and walked out the door.
"Now, where do you think you're going?"
"Back to my flat there's someone who will want to see this. I'll meet you at the
crime scene."
He left PI smith standing there with a small smile le on her face. She wouldn't
admit it but she liked Sherlock. He had potential. And he was smart. But not as
smart as he thought.
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