The journey back to London seemed a long one. I kept on thinking about how much more time we had to stop Vincent before he can launch a boulder off one of those cliffs; destroying the town. Edward Shaw appears to know something that Sherlock wanted to know as when we reached London he went straight to a local court house. By coincidence a prosecutor does seem to know where Edward Shaw lives. He was also fortunate to tell us where.
"So Holmes, why do you want to know about the Jarkins?" I asked.
"Because Watson, they are connected with the Von Galores. Von Galore senior made the wine and the Jarkins sold them. When Von Galore senior died, Ms Jones took other the business, and got burnt for it." After Holmes said it, a sudden thought came into mind.
"Holmes, are you telling me that Von Galore junior wanted to stop his father's business yet killed the Benedict family in revenge."
"Not at all Watson, I'm saying that Von Galore junior never had any intent on killing the Benedict family in revenge at all. He was friends with Ronan after all. Vincent had some other reason for killing off the Benedicts."
"Do you know what that reason is?" I asked curiously.
"Correct Watson, but I still need to collect a few more facts."
Edward Shaw lived in a rather large building, but it didn't look as nice as various other manor houses I've seen. It seemed like Edward Shaw liked the size of his homes more than how they look. A butler quickly took us to a room outside a guest room.
"The lord Edward Shaw is currently talking to two other visitors at the moment gentlemen. Please wait here." And with that the butler left. The men inside must be talking quietly as we could hardly here them until…
"How dare you!" I heard a voice shout. "My officers are up all night, all day and so on and so I can assure you that no one can reach those boulders." I eventually recognised the voice that belonged to the chief of police in Hallovoy; Preston Shaw.
"Preston we need more men. We can't have anyone near those boulders, yet they are almost on a public road specifically designed for carriages. We can't just stop everyone going towards the road. We'll start a scandal." I presumed this person was Edward Shaw. Soon afterwards the door opened I saw the 3 men get out. One of them was Preston who stormed off out of the room. The second one was a grey haired individual with a bald patch in the centre of his head. The third person was…
"Mycroft!?" Sherlock gasped.
"Sherlock!?" Mycroft gasped also.
"What has government got to do with all of this?" Sherlock asked. I must admit, I thought that getting the government involved was taking this a bit far.
"What has the government got to do with this!?" Mycroft roared. "Isn't it obvious brother!? Somebody is trying to bring back the Golden Dagger. I thought when the Jarkins died the Golden Dagger would just lie dead with them." Silence rang throughout the room. "You don't know about the Jarkins do you?" Mycroft realised. I must admit he must be in a state of panic otherwise he would have deduced this much sooner.
"We do know about the Jarkins actually." I announced. "They were the masterminds of the Rich Wine club." Mycroft laughed at this.
"Out of everything to do with the Jarkins, you come up with that."
"I'm afraid you seem to know more about the Jarkins than us Mycroft." Holmes said. "May you tell us about them? The Golden Dagger warned us in person."
Mycroft shook his head. "You don't want to be messing with the Golden Dagger Sherlock, but since they have already warned you I suppose I should fill you in. Very well. The Jarkins were the founders of the Golden Dagger. They were an assassination company Sherlock, people pay them money, and they would assassinate. They would always use gold daggers to kill their targets, hence the name Golden Dagger."
"But why are people so terrified of them?" I asked.
"With the money the Jarkins claimed from the Golden Dagger, they invested it in other murderous venues. They invested in the Rich Wine club as you said, they also invested in a train company which offered first class services, only the passengers got murdered as soon as they stood on board the train and also a practise in where the patients were murdered as soon as they paid for operations." I knew that this practise was the one owned by the Benedicts.
"So the Jarkins were basically killers in nearly every sector?" Sherlock asked.
"Precisely! Only that when they died, everything they owned went away with them. They gave away their 10 year old son away to the Belgium crook who they invested the Rich Wine club with, Walter Van Der Water, and they gave all of their money to the supplier of the Rich Wine club, Vincent Von Galore."
"Now Sherlock" Edward spoke for the first time. "Tell us who this Golden Dagger is." And so we told them. "A CHILD!" Edward screamed with anger. "Are you asking us to believe that a child is restarting the Golden Dagger."
"Only this one is more interested in eliminating all revenue streams the original Golden Dagger had." I had said.
"So" Mycroft said. "Von Galore junior is behind this." I've seen him before in a photograph. We can just warn Preston and we can save Hallovoy."
"I am sorry to say Mycroft, but I think I know how Von Galore wishes to destroy Hallovoy, and I promise you that nothing can be done to protect it. We can only stop Von Galore from launching this plot. Just tell me where this train company is, and we'll be off."
Mycroft hesitated. "Very well Sherlock, it's the happy first class railway." And with that we left.
"Holmes" I said. "You never wanted to know what Edward Shaw was hiding."
"Isn't it obvious Watson?" Holmes said. "Tell me, what was the name of Shaw's wife?"
"That would be Elizabeth Shaw." I answered.
"And the name of her brother?"
"That would be Preston Shaw."
"Exactly Watson. How could Edward share the name with his brother-in-law? The only obvious answer is that he changed his name to his wife's name. I asked myself why Edward would undertake this unorthodox approach in marriage. The answer is elementary. Edward was related to the Jarkins. How else would he know about the Rich Wine club as he told his wife, and how come Mycroft came here to talk the Edward?"
I must admit I was a little disappointed. I was hoping we were about to learn some case solving information. However all we have now is more information that needs investigating. I had a look at the grandfather clock in the corner. According to that we only had 30 hours left.