The next day, after breakfast, Jim Moriarty texted me.

Come into work wearing one of the Westwood suits I gave you. ~ JM

Ok... Why may I ask? ~ MH

We have a client ~ JM A client? Interesting... I went over to the closet where I put the suits in. I had about 20 in the closet I had no clue which one to picked. The suits ranged from black to a dark brown, and the bottom part of the suit was either a skirt or pants. After a couple minutes I chose a black suit with pants. These suits aren't bad. I can see why Moriarty likes them so much I thought when I put it on. Then I slipped on some black stilettos and put on gold hooped earrings. I quickly applied my make up, grabbed my purse, and went downstairs.


Soon enough I was sitting behind a metal desk next to Moriarty.

"Who is this client we are meeting with?" I asked to break the silence.

"Kathryn Lockhart. She is a millionaire and usually follows the law. She must be desperate if she is coming to me for help. " He mused. The door opened. In came a tall woman. She was young, about in her thirties. She wore a simple black velvet dress with a gold necklace and red high heels. Her strawberry blonde was up in a neat bun on the top of her head. She had bright blue eyes that gleamed.

"Hello James." She said in a quiet voice when she sat down.

"Ms. Lockhart, it's a pleasure to see you. This is one of my colleagues, Alexandria Crane." He pointed to me.

"Good morning, miss." I said.

"Morning. Now down to business," She leaned forward, "I have a problem. There is someone I know, a very powerful person. Her name is Julia Cornell. She is part of the royal family, but she has kept it secret. We have talked, and I told her things that I should have never told her. I told her that I wanted to be more powerful than the royal family, and that I would do anything to get it. She took it quite seriously and she said that she was going to tell her grandmother of it immediately. I have also told her things that would happen to the royal family, scandals, horrific events, anything like that. I think I was drunk when I told her all of that. I need you to silence her." She passed a picture of Julia toward us.

"My, my Ms. Lockhart. How did you come across this information?" Moriarty asked curiously as he looked at the photograph.

"I have my connections." She said. Just then I realized that she was a lot more dangerous than she seemed. "Trust me," Ms. Lockhart said, " I know quite a bit about crime, even though it may seem I don't."

"Very well, miss. I will have have that arranged as soon as possible."

"Thank you," She stood up, "I'll give you payment as soon as the deed is done."

Both Moriarty and I stood up. "Good, have a nice day, dear." He said. She nodded her head at both of us and then walked out the door.


"So what are we going to do?" I asked after some minutes of silence.
"We are obviously going to kill this person, obviously.'

"I suppose you already have an idea how?"

"Yes I do." He started at me. Uh oh. What does he have planned? I thought.