Chapter Five
The house of Ms. Harley was superb, it looked to be white washed, but maintained, there was a flower nursery toward the right side of the compound and it sought of reflected light in it's different colours, gave the house a happy look, the whole compound was covered with a well maintained carpet grass, and the air around the house was refreshing. Abbott knocked on the door twice, and a blonde lady in a pink bathing robe opened the door for them, about description, Miss Harley was about 6ft, striking green eyes that bordered on blue. "Miss Harley?" Abbott asked "Who else would she be?" Sherlock asked impatiently. She looked at them weirdly but later let them come in. Sherlock and John sat on the sofa that faced the door, Jane and Lisbon on the one next to them, Harley sat on the cushion facing the room, and Cho and Fischer stayed at the car. "Ma'am what can you tell us about your husband?" Abbott asked not sure how to start, "Ex husband." Harley corrected, "Yes of course, your ex husband" Abbott replied suppressing a scream, "Well he was a nice..." Jane interrupted her, "Cut us the crap, you don't like you husband", Sherlock looked at Jane with a look of approval, "We don't have that much time miss" Lisbon chirped in, giving Jane a disapproving look, Abbott just rubbed his palm together to dispel some heat. "Miss Harley, could you please tell the man hiding in your bedroom to come out?" Sherlock asked, she looked surprised but complied, "James, you can come out now, they already know." A young man who looked like a million bucks stepped out from the room, "How did they know?" he asked directing the question at the detectives, "Not important" Abbott answered, "They imprint on the cushion, too deep for a single person her size, and Miss Harley isn't a lesbian, she married a man, anything more you want to know?" Sherlock asked "You just can't resist showing off." Abbott muttered under his breath, "Now miss, tell us the truth about your husband", "And no cliché like he was a good man" Jane interrupted before she could say anything further, "Alright, he was weird, in a good way, he hardly talked, and anytime he spoke, he always said something about loyalty taking the place of personal lives." She said looking at her feet, she stared up at Sherlock, but he just gave her a cold stare. "She won't be helpful." Sherlock concluded, "Not if you can do anything." He said turning to Jane, "But you may want to talk to Lesterade, maybe he can give us access to the man that I helped in convicting for the murder of Sir George of Wales." Holmes said getting up and so did Watson, Lisbon turned to Harley, "Don't leave town", "But that's my line" Abbott argued. "You should never have disbanded her team" Sherlock said more in a whisper to himself than to anyone in particular.