To: Dr. John Watson
From: Greg Lestrade
Subject: Darla Orstad
Here is the information on Darla Orstad, just click the link and a file on her such come up. If it doesn't come up either e-mail me back or call and come down to the Yard and you can look at the file personally.
Did you get anywhere with William?
File on DarlaOrstad
John clicked on the link and a file was automatically saved into his computer.
Darla Jennifer Orstad,
Is 27 years old, single and lives alone in an apartment building. She works as a bartender at a club called "Starz Gazers", she receives just enough payment to pay for rent, heating, food, ect. Her only living relative is a cousin who lives in America, she hasn't had contact with him for over 10 years. Has very few friends,
her female co-workers describe her as:"Annoy, a total prat, come in work late and usual lives early with a customer, different ones each time."
HerMale co-workers describe as: "Sure she can be a real bugger sometimes but hey, she hot, unattached, and if you pay her enough willing to do anything, even some bedside service, if you know what I mean"
Her boss's only complaints is that she comes to work late sometimes, when asked about how he felt about her leaving early he replied: "Each customer she leaves usual comes back, and with friends, as long as they keep buying I couldn't care less when she leaves."
The past few weeks she has been seen meeting up with the same customer repeatedly. The staff would not give the customer's name because of customer policy. We sent men over to the club and we have successfully identified the customer as William Carl Andrews.
John sighed, this was just what he'd feared. First the real Sherlock confessed to John that he had lied to him, (Not that John believed him one bit!) But know even the fake Sherlock look-a-like had lied to him. John took a deep breath and tried to calm his nerves.
Both Moran and Flames seems to be quiet the past few days. No schemes, no bodies, nothing.
Got a new lead. A club called 'Starz Gazers'. Meet me outside there at 7 p.m tonight. -JW
Sure thing. Is anyone from the Yard going to be there or is it just us? - WA
Just us. -JW
"John you're mad! You could get yourself killed and ruin the entire operation!" An exhausted Greg Lestrade nearly yelled when John came by the Yard and told him his plan.
"Greg listen, Flames has been quiet, too quiet, and now this Moran has turned William against us. It's time we took risks before it's too late!"
"Well yeah, but if anything goes off plan by the slightest bit everything will be ruined!"
"Listen, I'll go with William down to the club where Darla works at and tell William that we have a lead that Darla's going to do something that will give her away tonight. Since William is new to their...gang...team...network..whatever they are, he'll be anxious to impress them. Once he thinks that we're onto them he'll mostly likely try and warm them, which in turn will give them away! If we don't action fast another dead body will show, as it is I'm surprised one hasn't showed up already!"
Lestrade let his head fall into his hands.
"You know you're going to get yourself killed right?"
"People are dying...people HAVE died because of this...this...whatever this is! This has to end!"
Lestrade let out a deep sigh, "I'll have some men by the club for back up. But once we can only do some much."
"Thank you Greg, you have no idea how much this means to me."
On a normal day John would take a cab back to Baker Street. But with the sun shining and a delightful refreshing breeze, a clam and peaceful walk home seemed to tempting to not give into.
John was only about halfway home when a all to familiar black unidentified car with tinted windows pulled up next to him.
'Athena', so he was told, opened the car door to let him in. John rolled his eyes and got in, "Alright, where am I meeting him this time?"
Athena gave a small smile from behind her phone, which she hadn't looked up from, "Surprise."
Since Sherlock's 'death' Mycroft Holmes hadn't said more than a few words to John Watson. Mycroft may hold a 'Minor position in the British government', but he'd have to be a fool not to think John would try something on him. The last time they saw each other was at the funeral and Mycroft could practically feel the hatred radiating off of John.
John Watson made his position quite clear, when time came for the rent to be paid Mycroft would always try and slip some money into John's account with him noticing. But the money was never touched, it was quiet clear that John wanted no help from him. None the less Mycroft would pay Mrs. Hudson for Sherlock's half of the rent and a little extra for not telling John anything.
At a cafe in an exclusive hotel somewhere near the out skirts of London, Mycroft Holmes sat sipping his afternoon tea.
As he looked over he saw a annoyed John Watson walking in, 'At least it's not a furious John Watson, those are always the hardest to deal with' he thought putting his cup down and gesturing for John to have a seat.
"Evening Mycroft, haven't heard much from in a while." John said taking the seat.
"I assume you want me to skip the small talk and get straight to business?"
"That would helpful yes, got plans for tonight-"
"Yes, that's what I want to speak to you about. It seems your investigate down at the Yard is afflicting some of my own."
"How so?" John said as he poured himself some tea.
"Sebastien Moran, are you familiar with the name?" Mycroft said taking a sip of his own cup.
"Moran? Um yeah, he is in league with flames, or as we believe him to be 'The While Flame'."
Mycroft gave a small chuckle as he put his cup down, "Quiet obvious don't you think? Much like Moriarty."
In confusion John put his cup down and sat forwards.
" Flames, 'The White Flames', he put his own name down to try and brag, 'rub it in your faces' so to speak. Moriarty did something like when he used the name Richard Brook or Rich Brook is 'Reichen Bach' in German. As I recall the recovery of the Reichenbach Falls painting was the case that brought Sherlock his fame."
"And you think Flames is somehow related with Moriarty?"
"No, but Moran is, Sebastian Moran once worked for Moriarty. I should probably warn you Dr. Watson, I would not share this information with those down at the Scotland Yard for reasons that, I'm sure, you are aware of?"
"You mean that no one would believe me because they think Sherlock was a Freud, because of you, and it would to harm for our investigation, which I'm really hoping has nothing to do with you."
"Flames? No, he is just another Moron who can't stand not being in the lime-light."
"Right, so, what's with Flames obsession with Sherlock?"
"Like I said, Flames can't stand not being in the lime-light. A few months back all the papers seemed to be filled with stories, rumors, conspiracies, ect all concerning Sherlock. I suppose in Flames's mind this was all a way to challenge him. Now, why he believes Sherlock death was a fake, well, my only guess is that he didn't want to believe he had lost a battle he hadn't even begun."
John gave a nod showing he understood. That fit the profile of Flames, but if that were so, why had he been quiet ever since the night of the Fight? I didn't make sense, Flames now knew the Yard was onto him, shouldn't he be trying his hardest to 'rub it in their faces'? Something was off, and John guessed that something was why Mycroft has brought him here in the first place.
"Why am I here?"
"Because John, like I said earlier, your investigate down at the Yard is afflicting some of my own."
"So what, you're telling me to back off!?"
"You may continue on with your investigation on Flames, But you are to keep away from Moran."
"And why is that?"
"Classified I'm afraid."
John groaned in frustration, they were just starting to get somewhere in the investigation! No, there was no way he was letting Mycroft Holmes get in his way now! If he wanted John too back off than he should have said something days, weeks ago. Not now when they were inches away from possibly a huge break through!
"Well, I suppose since we both have nothing else to say about-"
"Tell me about William Andrew."
Mycroft stopped John mid-sentence as he got up to leave. This frustrated John all the more, all he wanted was a nice cuppa with some peace and quiet before he had to go out tonight. That seem to be the one thing John wanted most but never got, peace, quiet, and a cuppa.
"What do you want to know?"
"Everything in general, once he moved in to 221C I looked over his files, which you've probably already guessed. But I want to know what he's like from a personal perspective."
"Nice, quiet, stays to himself, bit shy. Besides the investigation I haven't spoke with him much. I tried to invite him out to a pub with me and Greg once, but he seemed reluctant."
"Invite him out again John, that is, if you get the chance. I am well aware of your suspicious about him betraying you, and I believe them to be well founded."
"That's it?"
"I should think so, oh and do give my regards to Greg Lestrade, I should probably look into get him paid extra for having to deal with you and this...Flames."
On the car ride home John had a so much on his mind that he could already feel the headache he was going to have that night.
And when he got home John decided there was only one thing left to do before he left that night.
He made a cuppa, turned down his phone, and seat in his chair and sipped his tea in some well earned peace and quiet.
Just got out from a meeting with John. It would seem the Yard is finally have it's suspicions about Moran. -MH
About time, and I am sure you are keeping them away from him? -SC
Yes, but I have a feeling that our dear John is going to disregard everything I said and carry on with his plan. -MH
Make sure he doesn't. I don't want to have to remind you that dangers of Moran becoming suspicious thinking I might still be alive. It could be, consequential. -SC
Of course, oh and do get some sleep tonight, I don't need you fainting causing a scene. -MH
A/N: Hey everyone, sorry for not updating in like...forever! Over the past few months things have been hectic over! But not to worry! I PROMISE, I will be updating more often!
Also, I need your opinion on something...I was thinking about have Mary Morstan coming in to play. But be warned! If I do add her there will be angst! Like, Angst like Whoa! please review and let me know what you think!