Family Secrets
An Hope Holmes Adventure Chapter XXV
Faith Robin
"Uncle Mycroft,
I am fine. I am going to find out where they are holding father. You will have a visitor at around ten tonight by the name of Miss Sally Granger. She will believe that I was captured but I am perfectly fine. Whatever you do, do not trust her. I discovered something about her that is very questionable. I repeat do not trust her. I'll write again soon.
-H.H."
I pulled an envelope out of the desk and sealed it with the note inside. 'I suppose I'm going to have to go blonde after this,' I thought to myself picking up my purse and hat. I went out and called a boy over to be my harbinger. I watched my temporally hired harbinger run off with the message. I walked back to the hotel. I glanced up at the door. I stopped and stared. There was a shadow pacing back and forth across the floor somewhere in my room.
I quietly hurried back down the stairs. Once back at the street I hailed a cab. I rode to the opposite direction, away from the hotel. 'Who was that?' I wondered. 'I probably should go back and investigate, but I'll wait until I calm down.' My mind had panicked and caused my breathing to deepen into my chest.
Mycroft paced back and forth across the floor in his lodging at the club. 'Where could she have gone? First my brother and now my niece?' he cursed his stupidity for allowing himself to think that she could be restrained by locks. 'Well she is Sherlock's daughter that is certain. But where in high heaven could she have gone to in London?' She wasn't in her home one message told him that much. Dr. Watson watched Mycroft pace across the floor with an expression of amazement.
'I have searched every bolt hole in London! Where the devil has she gotten to!?' He thought to himself as he stopped his pacing and sat down. A knock came to the door.
"Come in," Mycroft said still engrossed in his thoughts. White came in with and envelope in hand.
"Mr. Holmes this came for you," White said holding the envelope out to him.
"Thank you White," Mycroft said taking the envelope from White. White left the room. Mycroft sliced open the envelope and read its contents. "What the devil?" He said staring at the letter.
"What is it Holmes?" Watson asked looking at him with some curiosity.
"Its Hope, She actually thinks that…." Mycroft trailed off, remembering another person with that confidence in an almost strong step of confidence and independence.
"Thinks she can do what?" Watson asked looking somewhat confused. Mycroft looked up from the letter.
"Can do the job that her father does" he said quietly flipping the envelope over. He smiled. "However I do believe I know where she has gotten to." The small hotel insignia had given her away. Hope had slipped; this mistake would endanger her mission.
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