Stepping inside a large dark space was a creature, face and body hidden beneath a large black cloak covering the person head to toe. Walking in a fast pace the person came to a sudden halt as some sort of scent entered their nose. Looking around quickly the black shadow moved further towards the darkness. Leaving the security of the candle lit space it moved into a small tunnel, leading to another candle lit room. Hearing a soft sound a pistol appeared from underneath the cloak and pointed straight at a male figure, hidden in the dark.
"Show me your face, you coward." A feminine voice crept across the room and the man stirred slightly. "Show me your cursed face Trestine!" The voice boomed again.
"Now, now miss Goddins. Not so rude. That is not how a lady shall behave." The deep manly voice said quietly while stepping forward in the tiny space.
Yessin Goddins grinned evilly. "For you I shall not behave like a lady should."
A loud bang was heard until the edges of downtown London. Not a minute after the female left the building, hood up over her head again and hidden beneath the darkness of the cloak.
"Holmes!"
"Yes my dearest Watson?" The man spoke in a laughing matter.
John Watson looked slightly agitated as he entered the room of his flat mate. "Holmes why do you insist on shooting holes in our walls? The maids are terribly frightened and do not dare to walk upstairs and bring you lunch." The doctor spoke tiredly.
"I'm terribly sorry Watson. Although I assume you know better than to believe my talks about not doing it again." Sherlock Holmes said while tossing his gun around in his hand.
"That I do Holmes. Though I am not particularly here to talk about your shooting habits. There is spoken to be another detective working on cases before we even hear about them." Watson said carefully as he seated himself in a chair. Placing his cane beside him he eyed Holmes with care.
"Well there can only be one solution to that don't you think?" Holmes said while grabbing a coat and hat. "Let's go and explore who is taking our cases right from under our noses."
Watson eyed him with a curious look on his face. "And how do you propose we do that?"
"That is quite simple my dear Watson." The dark haired man said while opening the door of his room. "We must simply walk outside, take a quiet stroll through London and keep our eyes and ears open."
Watson followed Holmes outside and shrugged. "If you say so Holmes."