"Come on Jezebel, You can't sleep all day." Jezebel Fyre would not get out of bed just to miss the chance of solving a case. "It's not about another case, it's about the mail." said her best friend as she knocked on Jezebel's bedroom door. Jezebel asked, "What about it?"
"It's from Leon." Ah, Leon Forrez, one of Jezebel's peers at school as well as her number one rival. "Hold on Penny, I'll be downstairs in a moment!", she called as she jumped out of bed, getting ready for the day ahead.
Jezebel and Penny went to the doughnut shop across the street from their apartment duplex to talk about the mail. "Are you sure you should open that letter. I mean Leon's been acting weird for the past month and has been missing for this past week." Jezebel understands her friend's concern, ever since last month when Professor James Moriarty's clone started the crypnosis crime wave; Leon has been late for school and leaving early. When he was in school he'd murmur to himself and draw plans of some sort.
"Do you think we should consult Mr. Holmes?" Penny asked, snapping Jezebel out of her thoughts. Jezebel replied dully while tampering with the sprinkles on her chocolate doughnut, "No, not unless the letter is connected to him or Dr. Watson." After a few seconds, Penny asked, "Are you going to open the letter or not?" Jezebel whispered, "Not here where prying eyes might see. We'll open it in your room after work today."
Jezebel Fyre, on Saturdays, works for the local mechanic of New Scotland Yard's cruiser repair man. Today is just like any other Saturday; at least this will be normal. Inspector Neville Moon has arrived for his weekly trips of bringing in cruisers that his partner, Inspector Elizabeth Lestrade, has terminated over the week.
"Hey Jezebel, do you think you can fix the cruiser that leaves the others in the dust?" Inspector Moon asks challengingly. Jezebel replies coolly, "You mean the one Lestrade crashed at Reichenbach Falls while trying to Martin Fenwick on Thursday. Crashing near the bottom of the mountain, and had she not gotten out of the cruiser she would've been crushed by the rockslide." Inspector Moon stupefied asked, "How did you know that!?"
"I used my eyes and my brains. One, the dirt on the cruiser can only be found at Reichenbach Falls. Two, the rust all over the cruiser suggests that also, and that she was there within the last three days. Three, all the dents on the cruiser signals that there was a rockslide, and the only way that is possible is if Lestrade had crashed at the bottom of the mountain. And lastly, the chase was all over the news." she said, "And as for your first question, I can fix it in my sleep."
It's 6:00 in the evening when Penny arrives at the apartment from her weekend job as a fashion photographer. Jezebel was sitting on Penny's bed observing the letter. All of a sudden, there was a scratch at the door, and then Oreo, her cat, leaped into her lap. "Sorry, but I had to help Ms. Dobertson with her groceries as soon as I got in the building." Penny said as she entered her room. She quickly added, "She also invited us to supper, she made beef stew. You know, it's great having someone like Ms. Dobertson as a neighbor."
Jezebel ripped open the letter, barely listening to her best friend. Absorbed in the cheery red paper with gold letters, the letter read: "Dear Jezebel Fyre, I invite you to take a walk with to discuss what's been on the news this past month. I know you're probably wondering where I've been, but you'll understand soon enough. Meet me at 10 Downing Street near the manhole at 11:50 p.m. on Sunday, June 18. P.S. Do not bring Penny Skye into this, as well as Sherlock Holmes. Sincerely, Leon Forrez."
"Well, what does it say?" Penny asked. Jezebel sighed, "Tomorrow night, Jezebel Fyre is going to 10 Downing Street."