The Adventure of the Vanished Detective
by Jacqui Holmes (sherlockfan at hotmail.com)
Lestrade found the graveyard to be a very scary place that particular
morning, for the fog swirled in many patterns bringing with it the terrible
howling of the wind. All of these distractions and the constant thought of
the horrible abyss of the tombstones and the dead trees made it quite hard
to keep her concentration. However, she soon found what she had been
looking for, the next clue. Yet, to her dismay the clue could not be
removed from the cemetery.
"Zed!! Zed it all!!" the Inspector shouted, "It figures I'd be
stuck in this place till I solve the ruddy thing!"
The clue she found had been carved into a tree. To her relief it
didn't rhyme like the first and was very blunt on where she would find the
"Hmmmmm....." she started, "that's strange; it should have been
harder than that. There has to be a catch, yet, I don't see one. It says
to go to the textile factory in central London."
Lestrade then, just to make sure she had seen the whole message,
took a few trips around the base of the tree and looked its trunk over
from root to sky.
"Well, I guess I might as well get going," she thought to herself.
She then walked out of the eerie graveyard and climbed back into
her hovercraft. As it took to the sky many thoughts went through her mind,
but she quickly dismissed them all, telling herself not to lose hope.
"Moriarty obviously wants me to find Holmes for a reason," she
thought, "I just wish I knew why."
With that in mind, she soon landed her hovercraft on the side of
the street outside the textile factory. Before entering the gigantic
building she looked it over, remembering the time she had nearly lost
her life inside of it, because of Moriarty's antics with the Musgrave
Sword. Then thoughts of Holmes filled her mind; if he had not been there
to find her in the rubble, how would she even be alive? She could have
been injured or even killed.
"Not only that," she thought out loud, "but if he hadn't guided you
in the right direction, you probably would be out of a job."
This thought gave her mixed feelings of fear, hope and sadness as
she entered the building. However, the thoughts soon subsided as she
walked into the main part of the factory, where all of the machines were
"Now to look for the clue," she stated.
To her surprise she didn't have to look too far. Suddenly she
turned to come face to face with a man. He was of natural height and
build and was quite handsome in her opinion. He smiled and started to
speak to her.
"You wouldn't happen to be Miss Lestrade, would you?" he looked at
her with hope-filled eyes, "'cause I've been lookin' all over this place
and you are the first woman I've seen."
At first Lestrade cringed at being called Miss; after all she was
still on duty with her badge in plain sight and hoped to be recognized as
Inspector Lestrade. However, she then remembered she had bigger problems
on hand at the time.
"Yeah," she said agitatedly, "that's me."
"Oh, wonderful, I was told by a postman to give this to a Miss
Lestrade. I'm happy to have found you."
With that he handed the package to her and was on his way. She
was quite surprised by the size of the package; however, she was happy
that she didn't have to do much to find the blasted thing.
"Well, let's see what we can figure out!" she said with some
excitement, and with that was off to her flat to piece together the next
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