Happy Labor Day!
So, this is my last posting before school starts. *sniff* During the school year, I plan to post/update on the weekends, maybe on weekdays if I have no homework and I'm feeling froggy. Don't worry, I'll still be floating out there. Just not that often.
Here's the next chapter. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Sherlock.
"What are we looking for?" John asked as they burst into the dead chef's office.
"A hiding place." Sherlock went up to the desk and flipped it over (with a little bit of difficulty.)
"Oo-kay."
John went back to the file cabinet. He started to go through the files again, only this time at a much faster rate and dropped them to the floor.
During their rampage, Doug stopped in. "What are you doing?"
"Hiding spot." Sherlock muttered under his breath.
"Oh." Doug paused, clutching his cup of coffee. "Well, you know that Collin has a safe deposit box."
The detective and the doctor stopped and starred.
"He does?" John asked.
"Yeah."
"Where is it?"
"I don't know." Sherlock groaned. "I just heard him talking about it once. I don't even know if it's true or not."
John's cell phone rang. He answered it and propped it between his ear and shoulder. "Hello?"
"I got the e-mail John," said Kailey.
"Oh really?" John started to paw his way into the back of the cabinet. "What did it say?"
"He said that he doesn't think Dad worked with him, but he did work with a guy named Clearance O'Malley."
John pulled out a file folder from the very back. He turned it over.
There was a key taped to the back.
"Hello, John? Are you there?"
"Yeah, I'm going to have to call you back." John waved the folder in Sherlock's general direction.
"Okay. Is there anything I can do?"
"No, no, I don't think so. We'll talk later. 'Bye." John hung up.
"Sherlock, I found a key!"
Sherlock picked his way to where John was standing. John ripped the key from the folder.
Sherlock examined it. "It's from the National Bank of London."
He snatched it from John's hands and ran out the door, John following closely at his heels.
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