The Darkest Secret

An Hope Holmes Adventure Book III Chapter L

Faith Robin

A few days later…

"How are you feeling?" My father asked me as I looked at him.

"Never better," I said with a "sincere" smile. He smiled at me and squeezed my hand comfortingly. Then he rose and excused himself. I watched him leave as I saw Moriarty lingering at the door. After my father had vaporized she came into the room. She looked over her shoulder, making sure that he wasn't within earshot.

"So… is it…true?" her voice was barely audible, below even a whisper. I swallowed and…


A Month later….

I clenched my jaw and turned away from him. I began to glide away from where he was and he began to shout at me. His voice echoing down the hallway as I walked away.

"DO YOU hear ME? I own you-!" Brian Moriarty shouted at me as I ignored his ranting. I continued on my way until I reached the staircase where my father was waiting for me. His face was unreadable as I made my way up the stairs. I kept my face clear of emotions as I reached the top of the stairs. My father offered me his arm and I took it. As we walked out of the prison we heard another voice screaming out from behind us.

"You're a dead woman Ms. Holmes! Do you hear me? Dead!" I heard the Professor's voice scream at me. I felt my father's grip tighten on me. "You'll both pay for what you have done!" He quickened his pace until we were outside. The Inspector Lestrade was outside waiting for us.

"What did they want?" He asked of us, I assumed that he was addressing me.

"Nothing at all," I said quietly as my father gave me a glare. Then he addressed the Inspector.

"Lestrade I would like to put in a request for protection for my daughter," He said as I felt my expression change from blank to surprise. I nearly gaped at my father. He ignored my expression as he continued his conversation with the Inspector.

"Very well I will arrange for a couple of my men to be posted outside the house." The Inspector said to my father with a look of surprise on his face. Then my father looked at me and I gave him a determined glare. Noting my look that I was giving him he then addressed me.

"Get into the cab, we will discuss this later." He said to me as he unhooked his arm from mine. I turned my head away from him, I climbed into the cab. I sat down and crossed my arms in front of me. Then my father took Lestrade and led him out of my earshot and began talking to him in a low voice.


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