"Sandra, what's the emergency?" she asked.
Sandra looked at her suurprised. "Sorry to call you in on your day off. I wished you would've texted or called."
"Well, I was just a block away." she said
"I didn't think you'd know that." she said.
"Well, I hailed a taxi and he tipped me off." she said.
"Oh." she said. "The client is in your office." she said handing her the file. "He insisted it was an emergency."
Erna looked down at the file: Holmes, S. She took a deep breath and walked into the office reluctantly. She paused before opening the door,
Sherlock rose from his chair as she entered. Erna nodded to him as she walked to the desk to grab a pencil before taking a seat across from him. She was a bit put off and not so sure this was truly an emergency. She waited for hik to speak. He sat silent. She decided to wait a bit longer. She was fighting the irritation that she was called in for an emergency and yet here they sat. She could not see the urgency in this situation. She slowee her breathing to calm her self from the thoughts.
"You're irriatated." he finally said.
She looked at him, "That's not the emergency." she said calmly, "is it?"
He sat studying her.
"Mr. Holmes, you made this appointment under the premise this was an emergency. What prompted that?" she asked.
He took a breath and then remained silent.
"I," he paused. She watched as he seemed to switch gears, "why are you curious about the Moriarty case?"
"What?" she asked. She knew he seemed quite opposed the her interest in the case at the deli. It dawned on her that she saw him pull his phone out of his jacket pocket as Lestrade chased after him. Right before she received the text from Sandra. "Mr. Holmes, these sessions are about you. I will not be sharing information about myself. I had no idea you worked on the case. I was unaware you are in law enforcement."
He looked at her, "Are you serious? "
"Excuse me?" she asked.
"Are you carrying that file in hopes of absorbing the information through some osmosis?" he said.
She was taken aback, "Mr. Holmes, I only received this file yesterday."
"Yes and you've had a full thirteen point five hours to read it." he said clearly irritated.
"Is it crucial I read it or just a bruise to your ego I haven't?" she said knowing the comment crossed the line of professionalsim within a session.
"I'm not in law enforcement." he clairified.
She saw his feelings were wounded yet thankful to have him on the subject of himself.. He reminded her of her nephew's behavior when things didn't go his way. However, her nephew was eight.
"Again, I apologize Mr. Holmes, I will be sure to read your file." she said.
"Apology not needed. I'm feeling better now. Thanks." he said standing to leave.
"Wait, Mr. Holmes, you can't just do this." she said.
"Do what? I'm paying you for the full hour plus emergency fees, well, my brother is, so I can." he said continuing to walk out. "And find another subject for your disseratation. Moriarty is beyond your scope. You can use the rest of our session to read that file." he said smiling at her as he left.
"Ass." she said slamming the file down on the desk as the door closed. In all her experience she had never dealt with a client who insisted on controling every moment. The situation was tricky since technically he was Ella's client. She decided to head back to the apartment. She needed to call Ella and see what advice she could give her. She was not sure she could continue dealing with Mr. Holmes.