Meeting of minds
But how did I get into this…well…it all started when I was in London. I was on vacation and decided to stay with Molly for two weeks. I was in her apartment sleeping when I received a phone call from her. It was around 3 am and I knew the call was from her. She had the tendency to call me when she was working the graveyard shift and needed someone to talk to. I answered "Hello?"
With that Molly had asked me to meet her up at her job in St. Barts. She needed me to do a favor for her of sorts. She just couldn't explain to me over the phone. I didn't understand why but I did as I was told. I got dressed and took a cab to Barts to meet up with Molly.
I walked into the morgue with a disgruntled face. It was 4 am and here I was wide awake at Molly's job not knowing what was going on. She greeted me with a smile on her face and I growled out "Molly this better be worth the trip and the amount of precious sleep I'm losing."
Molly still kept her smile on and said "It's time for me to use my favor you owe me."
This is when I focused in on her. That smile, it wasn't just an ordinary smile; it was the smile that meant that I was going to be in some deep trouble. The smile was warning me that I was going to be trending on some thing dangerous. I took in a deep breath and let out a sigh asking "What is that you need from me Molly?"
Molly then waved forward someone with in the shadows. He moved forward towards the light and looked confused. I was in a bit of a shock. He hadn't been here this whole time I hoped. She introduced the man with the striking features and fashion model sense of dress. "Sherlock this is Raven, my cousin, she's a computer wiz. She's pretty techno savvy."
In my mind I was practically laughing. She introduced me as a computer wiz. She was putting it mildly. I pretty much could have the world at the mercy of my finger tips. I'm a grade A hacker. I could practically be linked to anything within a couple of minutes with just a cell phone. And here was Molly introducing me like if I worked for Best Buy's geek squad.
I looked directly into Sherlock's eyes and I was regretting it because in them were pools of colors unheard of. He was analyzing me seeing if I had anything hidden about myself. He was metaphorically stripping me down to the bone. A chill went down my spine and with out even knowing it I was stuttering like a fool "Hel…Hell…Hello."
I extended my hand towards him and he just ignored it. He continued studying my face. Wondering if there was anything more to me than my appearance and what ever Molly had told him about me. He commented "American…Interesting."
Molly replied "Yes Sherlock and she so happens to be here on holiday. She's leaving in two days back to the states."
I looked at her confused wondering why she had mentioned my leaving in two days. Sherlock's face though seemed to look less tense as if it suddenly hit him what were Molly's intentions. He just simply said "I see."
I was agitated now and obviously was not seeing what Sherlock and Molly were so obviously sharing between each other. I was so out of the loop. I turned towards Molly with furrowed eyebrows "I don't see what introducing me to this man has to do with our favor Molly?"
Sherlock let out a huff of annoyance now and replied "Molly said you were a computer wiz. Judging by the way she stated that it's definitely a huge understatement. Your work is unparalleled N. You've hacked a lot of places including the CCTV. But you've also done one other thing really well…Falsifying records. That's the reason why Molly asked you here. She wants you to create an identity for me."
I was still not breaking eye contact with Molly. How does he know that about me? Then I thought about it. Molly's mentioned this guy before to me. This had to be the guy Molly was head over heels for. The infamous consulting detective who solves real life horrifying puzzles for a living, Sherlock Holmes. He could read a person just as clear as a book. I replied "I could get into serious trouble for this."
Sherlock confidently answered "You'll be fully backed financially I assure you on that."
I looked at him instantly and said "It isn't about the money. It's about why? You want this done for what reason exactly? You are obviously hiding away from something. And that's what I want to know."
Molly grabbed my shoulder and responded "Raven, I wouldn't have asked you if I didn't think it was safe for you to do it. Trust me when I say you're in good hands."
I looked right at Sherlock and then back at Molly and questioned her request "Is he really worth it, Molly?"
Molly then looked at Sherlock without question and replied matter of factly "Yes. He's worth it."
She seemed grounded on her decision. She was confident. She wasn't the mousy girl I've come to known her over the years. I walked over to the computer on her desk, cracked my knuckles and gave them a big smirk. "Well then Mr. Holmes, who do you want to become?"
The look on Sherlock's face was that of being stunned. Molly wasn't fazed at all. She knew how I was. If this guy was pretty much worth the risk I would be more than willing to help out. Molly was leaning on my shoulder as I was inputting all of the information he so amply wanted.
I guess how Sherlock saw it was, there was the woman who was blindly in love with him and a woman who barely knew him working together. They were giving their all and were more than willing to throw themselves to help him. He realized how influential he was. But as to snap him out of his over analytical stupor, Molly waved him over to join us and give me more information about his new identity.
