The Case of the Singular Suitor
by Mary Christmas (unicorn_76010 at lycos.com)
"Call Inspector Grayson," Holmes told Watson, "and ask him to have
backup at The Restaurant. If he gives you any trouble tell him that
Lestrade is in danger, maybe even dead." With that he again rushed out
When he arrived at the restaurant, he studied the outside. Noticing
a small window around the back that looked as though it led to a basement,
he looked through it.
Inside, he could see five burly men, Alicia Kinnard, Thomas
Lestrade, and, tied up in a chair, Inspector Lestrade. He quietly opened
the window and leaned a little forward so that he could hear what was going
"Now, Tom, dear," Alicia said in a saccharine voice, "all you have
to do is live up to your bargain, and your sister goes free."
"Don't do it, Thomas," Lestrade demanded. One of the men, Holmes
noticed that it was the guard from earlier, gave her a vicious backhand.
She glared at him and continued talking. "She's going to kill me anyway.
I already know too much."
Again the guard lifted his hand to hit her, but was stopped by
Kinnard. "No, William," she said, then looked at Lestrade, "If Tom agrees
to marry me like we planned, I will not kill you, dear. After all, what
can you do? Who is going to believe the jealous younger sister who would do
anything to keep her beloved older brother from being married?" Alicia
Lestrade looked up and away from the woman. Her eyes connected with
Holmes', and they lit up. She looked back at Alicia. "You know, I know
someone who'll believe me."
"No, you don't, Beth," her brother said in a rush, "Because you're
not going to tell anyone. Alicia, I'll...." His voice trailed off when
Holmes suddenly landed in front of Lestrade.
The five men instantly rushed him, but they were no match for his
cane. Within seconds, they were all laying unconscious on the floor.
"My, what a nice big, strong man you are," Alicia purred. Holmes
gave her an icy glare.
"Tell me, did you kill all your previous husbands?"
Kinnard grinned unrepentantly. "All except my first. He drowned
while out to sea. My second husband I killed accidentally, and it was
such an easy way of getting money that...." She shrugged.
"So you were going to do the same thing with Mr. Lestrade here,
when he found out about what you had done. He tried to call off the
wedding, so you arranged to have his sister abducted. You planned to use
her as a bargaining chip."
"That's right, mister," she said, "Although I did warn Tom of what
was going to happen. I knew he'd probably try to get his sister away, so
I had my men follow her. Unfortunately, they messed up, and were not able
to get her until today. No matter."
At that moment, twelve police constables came into the room, led by
Inspector Anderson and Watson.
Holmes smiled. "Ah!" he exclaimed, "You are here just in time."
"Yes, you are, officers," Alicia said, "This man has been using my
basement to do unspeakable things to young women," she gestured towards
Anderson looked confused. "But why would Sherlock Holmes do
anything to Inspector Lestrade?" Alicia Kinnard stared at Holmes in shock.
Holmes grinned. "Here," he said, "is Miss Kinnard's confession."
He held up a small recording device, "She confesses to killing all six of
her previous husbands, and to the abduction of Inspector Lestrade."
Anderson ordered his men to arrest her and the five men on the
floor. While this was going on, Holmes went to untie Lestrade.
Lestrade's brother was the only one to see the tender expression on
Holmes' face as he completed his task.
"About time, Holmes," Lestrade said, "I was beginning to think
you'd never get here."
Holmes smiled sardonically.
Later, back at Baker Street, Holmes and Watson sat in their
accustomed chairs, while Lestrade and her brother sat on the couch.
"Mr. Holmes," Thomas said, "I...want to apologize for earlier."
Holmes waved it away. "You were concerned about your sister.
Besides, if you hadn't acted that way, it may have taken me longer to
solve the case, and you both might now be dead."
Tom nodded. "By the way, how did you find out I was going to
"You introduced her to me as your fiancee," Holmes said, his eyes
T. Lestrade frowned, then he looked at Holmes in surprise, "You're
Holmes nodded, and Tom laughed.
"What are you talking about?" Lestrade questioned.
"Uhh... long story, sis, and I really gotta be going." He stopped
and stared at Holmes for a minute. "Can I speak with you in private, Mr.
Holmes nodded. "I will walk you to your car."
Tom waited until they were at the car before asking, "Are you in
love with my sister?"
Holmes appeared taken aback; then he composed his features. "I
told you before, I consider her a friend." He turned on his heel and
walked back inside.
It was only after Thomas was well on his way home that he realized
Holmes hadn't really answered his question. He smiled to himself.
Once Holmes was back inside, Lestrade asked, "What did my brother
Holmes' face turned red. "Nothing important, Lestrade."
She eyed him suspiciously. "Yeah, whatever." Then she stood up.
"Well, I gotta be going; looks like it's about to fog up again." She left.
Holmes went to the window and watched her depart. It was indeed
Once again, Holmes stared out the window at a foggy London night.
However, the soft expression on his face showed that he was contemplating
something other than the fog.
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