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The Case of the Smuggler’s Wife – Chapter 4

Posted by cyberpfalcon on June 8, 2012

Inside Marlowe’s office, Sheryl dropped onto the couch while Watson gently sat down.

Meanwhile, Marlowe walked over to the coffee maker and asked the two if they’d like some, “Coffee?”

“Yes!” Sheryl replied enthusiastically.

Meanwhile, Watson replied politely with, “Yes, thank you, Marlowe.”

Marlowe brought three coffees and placed them onto the coffee table. He then sat down onto the sofa across from Sheryl and Watson. The three each take a sip from their coffee, and Sheryl let out a satisfied sigh.

“Didn’t sleep again, Marlowe?” inquired Sheryl.

“Yeah, I was on a case.”

“Would be it be a case that involved someone named Virginia Summers?” asked Watson.

Marlowe was about to take another sip of his coffee, but upon hearing the name, he stopped and asked, “Yes, did something happen to her?”

Sheryl and Watson paused for a moment before Watson replied, “She’s dead. We found her body this morning, in the back alley of The Golden Inn.”

“The Golden Inn…, that’s where I left her last night,” Marlowe replied heavily.

“When did you last see her?” asked Watson.

Marlowe replied, “It was a bit before 2 in the morning.”

Watson stood up, and said, “Then that makes you a suspect, please come back with us to the sta-”

Once again though, Watson was interrupted by Sheryl, “Hold up there, Watson. Let’s hear his whole story before we do anything rash.”

Sheryl ate another piece of candy as Watson stood there in disbelief. She then took out another piece of candy and offered it to Watson, “Candy?”

Watson dismissed the candy again, “No! I don’t want your candy! We have a job to do, stop eating candy like an addict!”

“But Holmes was an addict too…” Sheryl muttered.

“To cocaine!” yelled Watson.

There was a pause in the air as Marlowe sipped his coffee. Calmly, Marlowe said, “It’s just candy, Watson.”

There was another pause before Watson yelled, “That’s not the point! The point is that-”

Sheryl interrupted again, “So Marlowe, tell us about this case that you were working on.”

Watson sighed in frustration and sat back onto the couch as Marlowe began his flashback.

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This story is part of the Sheryl Holmes’ 221B Baker Detective Agency series.
New chapters to be posted on Tuesdays and Fridays.
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The Case of the Smuggler’s Wife – Chapter 1

Posted by cyberpfalcon on May 29, 2012

A deerstalker hat laid next to a smoking pipe on the shelf. Beside these two items, the room was full of items that were related to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s famous detective. There were the Sherlock Holmes books on the shelf, of course, next to the DVDs, comic books, and even VHS tapes which starred the detective. On the desk was a worn copy of A Study In Scarlet, the first Sherlock Holmes story. Without a doubt, this was the room of an avid fan.

The digital clock flicked its display to read 8:03 AM when the cellphone on the nightstand rang. The girl that was sleeping peacefully in the bed next to it stirred. She slowly opened her eyes, and with a drowsy look on her face, she sat up and reached for her phone.

“221B Baker Detective Agency… This is Sheryl Holmes… How can I help you?” she muttered into the phone.

“Sheryl, it’s me, Michael.”

Sheryl yawns a little before answering, “So, what does my big brother, the big chief of police want from me this early in the morning?”

“I have a case for you,” Michael responded.

“What? Another one?” Sheryl whined and tossed over onto her other side.

“Yes, Sheryl, another one…” Michael’s patience was getting strained.

However, Sheryl didn’t catch on to that, so she continued to whine, “But this is the fifth one this month…”

“Yes, and this is the fifth case that you’ve had at all this month,” Michael pointed out, his patience wearing thinner by the second.

Sheryl yawned a little again and responded with, “Well, when I get more famous, I’ll-”

Michael’s patience ran out, and he interrupted his sister, yelling, “No! I don’t want you to get more famous. I want you to get a normal job, one that’s safe. The only reason why I keep passing you cases is because if I don’t, you’ll just lounge around the house all day, wasting your time and your talents. Now get up, stop mooching off me, and take this case!”

Sheryl bolted up onto her knees, surprised by her brother’s scolding. Getting angry herself, she yelled back at her brother. “Okay, fine! I’ll take the case! I’m sorry that I can’t get a ‘normal’ job like you where I just sit around all day telling people what to do!”

And with that, Sheryl hung up the phone. She sat on her bed, her hair a mess, and started to yawn again. With her arms stretched out and her mouth wide opened, she realized that she had forgotten something important. She picked up her phone and called her brother.

After a few rings, Michael’s voice came through Sheryl’s phone, “Hello?”

Sheepishly, Sheryl said, “Uh…, hi Mike… So, where am I supposed to go?”

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This story is part of the Sheryl Holmes’ 221B Baker Detective Agency series.
New chapters to be posted on Tuesdays and Fridays.
The logo was created by solidgaunt, please visit his amazing gallery!

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