A/N: I've always wanted to try one of these. I haven't a clue whether I'll be any good at it or not though. I will update this as frequently as I can if it turns out people are enjoying it. Side note: I am going by the word count from Microsoft Word, not the one on this website. Just to let you know. All characters here belong to Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, not me.
"Well of course the maid did it. She is the only logical suspect. Think man!" Holmes barked. He did not like to be interrogated about cases.
"But…. but what if it wasn't her at all? I feel that the innkeeper down the street had a remarkable opportunity. And motive as well. If it was the maid, how do you account for the knife marks on the window ledge? I'm not sure that I follow your reasoning," Watson admitted.
"No matter. I shall explain later. Come along, Watson. Lestrade wanted us to be present for the hanging."
The case had been a difficult one, certainly. The week before, a brutal murder took place in an Earl's house just outside of London. Holmes had immediately declared the matter a trivial one, betting that he could assign proper blame within a day.
The maid did seem like a suspicious character. The Earl employed Eloise Thatcher only two months previously. It was said that she didn't get along well with the other servants. Upon closer examination, Holmes discovered she had also been severely mistreated by the Earl.
Now, as the noose was lowered around the young woman's neck, Watson could not help but feel a trace of doubt. Even Holmes made mistakes at times. But to speak out against the great detective was almost blasphemy.
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