Finally at four on the dot she appeared. Of course she knew the jig was up when she saw the police so she pulled a gun, though she didnt shoot. She ran to a carriage and made her way off.
"Damn it," sighed Holmes.
"We didn't get her?" I asked because I was in my room when this all happened Dr. Watson told me every thing that happened.
"No she got away," said Holmes walking out side.
I followed with Dr. Watson slowly out the door. When we got out side I saw something, it was a small slip of paper. I picked it up and saw it was a train ticket. Holmes was starting down the street with the police.
"She wont get far...she forgot something," I laughed holding the ticket in my hand.
We left to the train station as soon as all the police were redy. We got there and there was a woman arguing with the ticket sales men. Holmes took his chance now.
"Miss Scarlet McKaskill you under arrest for the murder of Marcus Mitchell!" he yelled.
Every thing happened so fast. Apparently I had fainted. But I knew they had to have caught her but a doubt still sat in my thoughts
When I woke at Baker Street I saw Dr. Watson and Mr. Holmes chatting about something. I sat up looking troubled. Wondering if we caught her or not.
"I see you finally woke up," said Holmes.
"Did we get her?" I asked slowly standing.
"No," said Dr. Watson in defeat.
Watson filled me in. She had jumped in front of a train and they never found her body. So now it was over but I knew it wasn't. All returned to normal after that but the thought still lingered; where was Scarlet McKaskill?
A few weeks later, I had to leave Baker Street to live with Grandfather. I didn't want to leave. This place was so extraordinary.
"Holmes, you've met your match. Anna knows almost as much as you and she's only fifteen," bragged Watson
"Well then if I ever need help I will ask you," he said shaking my hand.
"Good bye, I'll miss you. Thank you Holmes for letting me stay. Thank you Dr. Watson for Bernard."
I never forgot that house and the men in it and I don't think Bernard forgot either.
Mother died soon after, and Grandfather and I moved to America. We still managed to keep in touch with Dr. Watson and Mr. Holmes. I couldn't wait to return to England but that was a story for a different time.
The End.....or is it?