by » Fri Mar 16, 2012 6:02 am

Lestrade hailed a cabbie, and soon he was with the group of Copiers gathered at the street corner. " What is the problem then?", he asked.

by » Fri Mar 16, 2012 6:07 am

Collin Thompson - Police Officer

Collin turnened, nursing his bitten hand, and gingerly placed it into his pocket. He grimaced to Lestrade. "There's been a kidnap. From the hospital, a girl was taken. The offender was wearing a black overcoat, and a deerstalker hat, seen him?" Collin nodded over the traffic. "He went that way."

by » Fri Mar 16, 2012 6:11 am

A bus. She was on a bus. In the middle of the night, with immobile legs. She felt the rough fabric beneath her as Sherlock placed her gently, but hurridly down on one of the front most seats.

"I must warn you, Samantha, I've only ever driven a bus once. " She gave a sharp nod, feeling that words were unessential. A sharp jolt as the bus engine started up, as she grabbed the seat tightly with her hands to avoid being thrown off completely. It began to pull slowly towards the road. She could still hear the shouts from outside, but growing fainter now. Almost like they were in a different world. An empty bus, key in ingnition. Strange coinco- It had been set up. He had- A screech of tyres again. But just a civilian car. The police not been quick enough. She sank back into the seat, watching as Sherlock drove out on to the road. And again- that feeling, that she couldn't quite explain. Trust. Safety. That's stupid. Shut up Samantha. She grabbed onto the rubber window bottom, and strained her neck to look out of the window. They were still there, chasing the bus-

by » Fri Mar 16, 2012 6:12 am

Lestrade's eyes widened, " A deerstalker hat? Oh my bloody god, it's him! I knew he wouldn't just commit suicide, but a kidnapping, that's low even for him! Are you sure it was a kidnapping? ".

by » Fri Mar 16, 2012 6:26 am

Sherlock HolmesShamrock Hedges

Sherlock had always wondered what top speed a bus had. Now he was having the opportunity to find out. 30, 40, 50, 60, 70, the needle rose higher on the dashboard, and Sherlock found he was holding his breath. The sound of a police siren wailed behind them, and he glanced into the side-mirror. "No, no, no..." he muttered, letting out a sigh of frustration. The red bus wasn't fast enough... or was it?

Collin Thompson

Collin frowned at Lestrade's reaction. " A deerstalker hat? Oh my bloody god, it's him! I knew he wouldn't just commit suicide, but a kidnapping, that's low even for him! Are you sure it was a kidnapping? " He shrugged. "Do you know who he is?" he thought back, to a few weeks. Wasn't there that detective guy who had committed suicide? it had been all over the papers... "Is he... Shamrock Hedges?"

by » Fri Mar 16, 2012 6:33 am

Sam let out a sort of laugh as the bus sped up, racing down the street. The people were rapidly disappearing. Then the wail of a police siren. She spun around again. Not so slow then. The blue light flashed in through the window. If only they weren't in a bus. It was too big- unless... She squinted forward to a group of buses that was parked outside a depo, and had an idea. She had to shout over the roar of the engine.

"If we put all of the lights on, you can drive behind that bus there, that's about to leave. they're too far behind us. If we stop, the other bus will go, and they'll think it's this one!" It seemed like a stupid idea, but logically, it would work. Even through fear and exhaustion, she forced herself to think straight.

by » Fri Mar 16, 2012 6:35 am

Lestrade," No! Those bloody idiots he's Sherlock Holmes! Who ever identified him as Shamrock Hedges must have been covering something up! I need to find him! Don't scare him off, tell your men to back down. Trust me he isn't a kidnapper. "

by » Fri Mar 16, 2012 6:46 am

Sherlock Holmes Shamrock Hedges

"If we put all of the lights on, you can drive behind that bus there, that's about to leave. the're too far behind us. If we stop, the other bus will go, and they'll think it's this one!" Sherlock glanced back briefly, then saw which buses Samantha was referring to. He nodded, showing he understood, before spinning the wheel, flicking on the lights, and driving into the bus depo, and slowed, stopping. The police car stopped as well, then the lights went off. What? Twisting round, he tried to look, the was met by a police officer coming into the bus. "Oh god." he said, looking at the officer. "It's okay, er... Shamrock Hedges, would you be as kind as to come with us? Oh, and the girl will have to come too." Sherlock looked at the officer, then to Samantha. He shrugged. What else could they do?

Collin Thompson

" No! Those bloody idiots he's Sherlock Holmes! Who ever identified him as Shamrock Hedges must have been covering something up! I need to find him! Don't scare him off, tell your men to back down. Trust me he isn't a kidnapper. " Collin looked at the inspector, blinked, then pulled out his radio. "All units pursing the mystery kidnapper, retreat, I say, retreat. He is not what we suspect him to be, but bring him back anyway."