Family Secrets
A Hope Holmes Adventure Chapter VI
Hope Robin
"We are going up to my room and please do not disturb us for approximately …" She trailed off looking at me.
"Fifty minutes," I interjected.
"Yes Miss," she said.
"Oh and Miss Smith after fifty minutes would you bring me my coat? I have a previous engagement that I cannot be late for," I said looking at her.
"Yes Miss," Miss Smith said as we hurried up the stairs. We hurried up to Granger's room.
"Lock the door Granger," I said as I closed the window and drawing the curtains. Granger locked the door behind her. We settled ourselves into chairs.
"Well Russell what's the favor?" Granger asked as I pulled out my pencil and pad of paper.
"Granger what if I told you that my name wasn't Russell?" I asked her as I began to translate my letter into French.
"Well I don't know Russell, I suppose I would ask you what your real name is," She said looking at me as if I was mad.
"Well Russell isn't my last name, its Holmes," I stated continuing to translate.
"Really?" She asked, "Tell me any relation to that detective chap?"
"Yes as a matter of fact he is my father" I said signing my letter with my pen.
"Wow that explains a lot," She said enlightened. "So what's the matter Rus, uh Holmes?" Granger said confused.
"Granger just call me Russell. I'm sorry that I had to deceive you but it was for your own good," I said stuffing the letter into its envelope.
"What do you mean? For my safety?" Granger asked turning pale.
"Yes for yours as well as mine. Think about it Granger, my father has a lot of people that would want to see him hurt or dead. And what is better way to hurt him by getting to his daughter?" I asked her as I took off my locket and opened it. I looked at the photo of my father. I stared at it if I would never see his face again.
"Russell is something wrong? Your eyes are tearing up." She asked.
"Yes something is wrong," I whispered softly, "Granger I received something today that could kill."
"What was it?" She asked softly. I looked up to her and studied her face. 'She's worried about me' I thought.
"It was blackmail," I said aloud.
"Oh no! You don't mean to tell me that someone has…"She trailed off quietly.
"Yes, someone has discovered Holmes has a daughter," I said composing myself; stopping the shaking in my voice.