The Danger of Deduction

Chapter 9

"Sherlock?"

John didn't get any answer. Sherlock was staring at the first screen on the left, and did not look away. He started smiling. John went over to the monitors and following his friend's gaze he saw the figure that had drawn his attention. John frowned as she ran into the house that was right in font of the camera.


Joe was sitting at the corner of Ainger Road and Meadowbank street, with his back to the park. He was in a very uncomfortable position, but none the less he remained that way, fearing to fall asleep if he relaxed a little.

He had chosen that shadowy spot because from there he could watch without being seen not only the house, conveniently illuminated by the streetlights, but its side streets as well.

He had just sent his partner some minutes ago to get something to eat, when he noticed a woman silhouetted against the light of a street lamp who came running with a leather trench coat billowing behind her. Joe tensed in his place not daring to make a move. He quickly looked down to make sure the little camera was well positioned to capture the woman, who had just entered the empty house

No light came on. No sign of life of any kind. And nobody came after her neither. Suddenly, Joe didn't know what he was supposed to do. He didn't want to lose Mr Sherlock's good opinion. Was he supposed to get closer and spy on her? to see what she was doing? or to just remain sitting there until she came out again?

Hesitating, he got slowly to his feet.

It was after all a surveillance job, wasn't it? It wouldn't do any good having seen her entering the house, if he couldn't see what she was doing there, now, would it? And yet, he did not dare to take the first step.

Perhaps he would only make things worse if he got closer.

But, would all that trouble with the little cameras be just to have a video of a woman running and entering the house? It was hard to tell. In the detective's jobs you never knew.

He remained perfectly still for a moment. Then he took a quick look around. His partner hadn't returned yet. He bit his lip.

He didn't want to cause any trouble.

But that would only happen if they caught him, right? He decided to get a little closer to the house. Maybe he could surround it and enter from behind. What would Mr. Sherlock say? Do strive he'd say


Sherlock took out his phone the moment Trinity had gotten inside the house, and started typing with fast and agile fingers.

"Sherlock" called him John, when he noticed that the one with the camera had stood up.

Sherlock turned. John tensed when the camera started moving toward the house.

"Joe" muttered Sherlock watching the screen intently, frowning. He got quickly to his feet, grabbed his coat and ran out the door.

"Keep me informed" he shouted as he ran down the stairs

John sat in Sherlock's empty chair and moved closer to the screen. The camera kept approaching to the house.

At least it was doing it through the shadows, he thought. Staying prudently away from the light of the street lamps.

John typed a quick text to the detective.

[he is surrounding the house down Meadowbank st]

John kept watching carefully. Forgetting that he was miles away, he tried to regulate his breathing to make as little noise as possible.


Joe silently slipped through the garden fence. The lights were off, and no sound was coming from the inside. This made him even more nervous, not knowing what part of the house would she be in, or just how many people could there be.

He got closer, however, and watched through the kitchen window. No one was there.

He opened the window as quiet as he could and entered.

His heart pounding hard, he stood still for a moment.

Everything was quiet, so he walked across the room and through the dining room. Nothing. He moved forward slowly and cautiously. But apparently the house was empty.

He suddenly feared that she had seen him and now she was hidden. Or perhaps the woman had not even stayed in the house, but she had gone out trough the garden. What if she wasn't the one he had to spy on!

His head full of doubts, he climbed up the stairs. He had to make sure no one was there before leaving the house.


John kept a close watch on his movements. Or at least he tried to, as those weren't night vision cameras.

His texts were brief.

[at the garden. no movement]

[into the kitchen. nothing there]

[ground floor secured]

[nothing on the first floor]

[small attic. no one there]

[seems to look for something]

[oh the basement, there isn't any]

[he is coming out]

[got back to his corner. his partner was looking for him. he looks angry]


Sherlock halted and thought. She was definitely the one on the video. One of them. What was she looking for? Where had she gone?

He quickly typed a new text and sent it to his brother. His men were no longer needed.

His response was almost immediate.

[I do not appreciate false alarms. Please don't do that again. M.H.]

Sherlock gritted his teeth. He had expected something like this. And yet, even though he hated asking his brother for... support, he had to remind himself it was either him or Lestrade. And he wouldn't let the Detective Inspector to get any closer to these so-called terrorists if he could help it. Nor John, of course.

The reason... he carefully locked it in his mind palace for further inspection.


Neo landed softly on the top of the tree and smiled. He was well aware he was still on the Matrix. That none of this existed, but he couldn't help getting excited with the wind blowing and the birds singing below him.

His phone rang.

"Yes?"

"What are you doing?"

Trinity

Neo's smile widened.

"Asia is too big to walk"

"So you just... flew"

"I thought it would take me longer..." he mused "...but once I decided it, it was ridiculously easy"

There was a little pause.

"So... will you finish Asia before you come back"

"I still don't know how fast I can go, but I'll see what I can do"

Trinity smiled.

"Good. I'll keep searching on the UK, then. Hopefully you'll attract all agents to you, so I can take a motorcycle"

"Sounds like a plan"

"I gotta go. Be careful"

"You too"

Trinity hung up. She watch together with Morpheus and Tank the way Neo slightly flexed his legs before flying away at full speed towards the blue sky.

She said it teasingly, but she was indeed worried about Neo. Flying over the city in broad daylight... attracting agents would be inevitable.

But of course, Neo was the Chosen One after all, he could handle them, right?

At least in London it was night already. She might just get a motorcycle without drawing to much attention after all.

"Trinity" Morpheus interrupted her thoughts "Why don't you take a break? Your turn almost finishes"

She nodded thankfully and helped him plug into the Matrix...


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