Sherlock Holmes: The Blind Banker
I watched on surveillance as John was having a row with the machine at the shop and Sherlock fighting a messenger from Turkey.
"Silly boys!" I said out loud.
I heard the door open but didn't bother to turn around to look.
"Yes Minecraft?"
"Enjoying surveillance?" I heard a tap from his cane.
"Yes, yes I am because I don't have anything to do today." I said spinning the chair to face him.
"I wouldn't say that."
I furrowed my brow.
"Let me guess, I get to follow Sherlock and observe." I said spinning the desk chair around in a circle.
"Off you are."
I stopped the chair in Mycroft's direction.
"What."
"Run along, report back at the end of the day."
"I don't understand why I have to play spy on your brother."
I said leaning back in the chair.
"I worry about him."
"Minecraft it's only been a week since John Watson moved in and just because he's shouting abuse to a machine doesn't mean I have to go and save Sherlock. If anything Sherlock might kill John."
I said glancing over at the surveillance.
"Alex."
I sighed, I got up and started walking out of the office.
"You know you can't keep using that security protection on me forever Minecraft. You'll get lonely without me!" I said leaving Mycroft in his office of surveillance.
Mycroft would get lonely without me, I'm his only friend.
I ended up on the streets of London, having no idea where to go.
I walked around, smoking a cigarette.
I passed by some buildings before I found the two walking towards the bank.
I followed behind them throwing my cigarette out.
"Who are you?" Sherlock asked as he continued to walk into Shad Sanderson International Bank.
"Your keeper according to Minecraft." I said.
John glanced back at me and back at Sherlock, he seemed confused.
"Not a spy."
I tagged along, following closely behind the two as they meet with Sebastian Wilkes.
"Sherlock Holmes!" Sebastian said.
"Sebastian." He was a well dressed man.
"How are you buddy? How long has it been? Eight years since I last seen you?"
"This is John Watson and I'm Alex. We're friends of Sherlock." I said introducing us.
"Friends?" He said in disbelief.
"Colleagues." John said feeling the need to elaborate.
"Grab a pew." Sebastian said, his personal assistance walked in as we sat down.
"Need anything? Water? Coffee?"
"No we're fine here." Sebastian shooed his assistance away and Sherlock moved the conversation forward.
"You're doing well. Spending a lot of time abroad."
"Twice around the world." Sherlock added.
"You're doing the thing." Sebastian smiled.
"We went to Uni together and this guy did a trick..." Sebastian said facing the both of us.
"It's a not a trick." Sherlock remarked.
"He'd look at you and tell you your whole life story."
"I know I've seen it before." John casually remarked.
"This guy got on everyone's nerves. He'd walked into formal hall and he'd tell you who you were shagging the previous night."
"I observe." Sherlock said.
"Well go on then, two trips around the world. You're right, but how did you know?" Sebastian smiled.
This guy was getting off of Sherlock's "tricks", it was weird seeing someone enjoying that much.
"Was it the mud from my shoes? Or a stain on my tie? Or a type of ketchup only found in Manhattan." He continued.
Finally Sherlock got a word in.
"I was chatting with your secretary. She told me."
Sebastian smile fell and he cleared his throat.
"Well I'm glad you were able to make it here. We had a break in." Sebastian said finally getting down to business.
"What did they steal?" John asked.
"Nothing, but they left a message." He led us to the room with the message.
Yellow spray paint was scribbled on a portrait of the chairman.
I decided that these two didn't need me and I didn't need to bother to be here..
"Well as you two are off to solve the case, I'll be off." I said to the two.
"Oh and do tell Minecraft that I'm a psychologist. I'm not responding to Minecraft texts or spies today." I added.
John looked at me confused.
"Mycroft doesn't text." Sherlock stated.
"Root canal." I said loudly as I walked farther away from them.
I walked till I was out of sight and at a cafe.
I sat out on the patio as someone came by and took my order.
I lit a cigarette and waited.
"Hello." I heard a voice say as they took the seat across from me.
"I'm Richard." He introduced himself.
"Alex. How can I help you?"
I put the paper down to see a man that was slightly older than me, he wore a fancy suit, his hair was obviously a wig since the blonde fringe didn't suit him. He face was pale and his brown eyes bore into me.
"I like games." He stated.
"Really? Well riddle me this a psychologist that has no means of dealing with people." I smiled as the waiter came back with my food.
"You. You're bored." He said with a small smile.
"Yes, yes I am. Unfortunately I'm not a sociopath or a psychopath so it doesn't bother me." I said picking at my food.
"What about family?"
I paused and stared at my cake.
I didn't know what my family was like, I was sent away a lot, I never had time to remember them because I wasn't allowed to.
I got a text from Mycroft breaking my focus on my cake.
Of course he would be angry.
'Sherlock is fine, I'm not getting involve. -Alex'
"Your boyfriend?"
"More like the bestest friend in the whole world if he'd leave me alone for a day!" I shouted loudly making on lookers to look at me strange.
Mycroft wouldn't admit but he loves my compliments.
"Well then tell him he should stop watching." He smiled.
"Luckily he has a root canal so he's not going to bother to argue with me." I smiled, noticing the cameras were turned slightly away and the midnight cars were driving away.
I put my phone away.
"You seem familiar do I know you?" I asked him.
Before he got to answer his phone went off with The Bee Gees as his ringtone.
"Cool, Bee Gees!" I smiled.
"Do you mind if I take this?" He asked.
"No, go ahead."
As he talked on the phone I ate my cake. I didn't really pay attention to him while he was on the phone it was a habit that I picked being with Mycroft.
"I'm sorry I must be off."
"It's alright. I didn't solve your problem though I'm sorry." Realizing that we just sat and talked the entire time he was here.
"No, but you put pieces together." He said leaving.
I wonder what he meant by that.
x X x
"Who was that?" John asked Sherlock as they left the bank.
"Her name is Alex and she works with Mycroft. I assume she's with him for protection seeing that she doesn't really care about spying on me."
"What makes you say that?"
"Mycroft offered money to you to spy on me and you refused it. She call herself my keeper, she barley does what Mycroft says, she's spit fire and it annoys Mycroft but he won't let her go. Why now?"
"Why?" John questioned.
"Protection. She's not my problem right now, we're on a case." Sherlock said as they headed to the flat of Eddie Van Coon.
