I looked at the man holding the gun next to Vincent. Fortunately it looked like he used the revolver to hit Vincent round the head rather than shooting him. The boy was Holland, Vincent's second in command.
"Actually Holland I did expect to see you here" Holmes said. "You are a servant here after all, it would make sense to see you here." Holland just stared at him.
"Seriously Holmes is that the best you've got."
"Holland I suspected you right from the very start of our investigation. Before I've even met you I had a feeling you would do something like this."
"You're just bluffing Holmes, I can tell. Unless his body language is telling me otherwise, your partner doesn't seem to understand how you've come to such a conclusion. Please elaborate." Holland lifted the gun aiming it at Sherlock's heart. I must admit that I find it hard to believe how Holmes could make such a conclusion. Holland may have been second in command in Vincent's Golden Dagger but we were ever interested in Vincent and Harrison.
"As I've told Vincent it was Ronan Benedict who asked for my services. He described every one of the employees of his father's practice to me. One thing that interested me about you Holland was your salary. You were paid 5 times as much as all the other employees I believe."
"That is correct. I was responsible for many important documents which could easily lead to the arrests of the Eelstones."
"Yes… then explain to me Holland why you would ditch so much money?"
"What?" Holland said sounding confused.
"Holland When I spoke with Timothy and Dick they both seemed in reasonable health so the salaries being paid out at the Eelstone's practice couldn't be too bad to the average employee. You were paid 5 times more than them; so when Vincent came round asking for servants I struggle to see why you of all people would join up… unless you had a very specific reason."
"I was ashamed of myself with working with those monsters who murdered innocent people. I wanted to get away from them." Holland said very fast as if it just came into his head, which I thought to myself it probably did.
"But that didn't stop you from helping Vincent with numerous murders across the country." Homes added.
"That isn't enough to prove anything though Mr Holmes." Holland shouted angrily.
"True, but I suspected you again after we spoke to Timothy Handler. He claimed that a child who he could recognise yet not remember asked him about the Baker Street Irregulars. It could not have been Harrison as Timothy would have immediately recognised him."
"And why could it not have been Vincent?" Holland asked.
"That's not Vincent's style. He always either gets either you or Harrison to do his work or he goes with either you two if he wants to go somewhere."
"Timothy claimed there was only 1 child Holmes." I reminded him.
"Exactly; There are only person who I could think of would be you who."
"Interesting… but why would I want to know about a group of street urchins?" He more or less confirmed that Sherlock was right by his confession that he knew what the Baker Street Irregulars were.
"Somebody attempted to kill Dick Brackley, a member of the Baker Street Irregulars. You merely wanted to know their location."
"But why the hell would I want to kill Dick Brackley?" Holland asked.
"We know that Dick Brackley paid a spy called Alexander Gortmand to get information on someone. Considering Harrison had the target note implicating him, whoever Gortmand was spying on it must have been either Vincent or you. I severely doubt it was Vincent. He after all told the police and myself that he was going to destroy Hallovoy so he can't have too many secrets. So that only leaves you."
"When Dick Brackley began to blackmail me I immediately made Harrison kill both Gortmand and Brackley. One was a success. The other not so. Still it doesn't matter too much, I spoke with Timothy to track him down and when I eventually worked out where Dick I used Gortmand's death to intimidate him."
"That one action pretty much gave you away as you evidently had something to hide from Von Galore and O'brackley."
"I see" Holland said quietly. "I will admit that I am impressed by you Mr Holmes, but you still can't prove my motivation."
"Although I can't prove it, It is highly probable that you were the 10 year old son of the Jarkins family; the instigators of the original Golden Dagger. I believe you are merely trying to restart the Golden Dagger."
"When Vincent Von Galore came round asking for servants I wasn't going to leave his father's resources just for Vincent. I planned to use them to my advantage. However once I realised what Vincent was up to, I decided to take over the Golden Dagger for myself. When the town of Hallovoy gets destroyed I will publicly take my stance and declare the new Golden Dagger open for business, not run by the pathetic little freak, but myself Holland Jarkins HA HA HA HA HA!" Holland cackled.
"You won't get away with this." I declared.
"JUST WATCH ME!" Holland screamed as he lifted the gun towards me. Before I knew it I saw metal fly at me as I was knocked down to the floor with my head bleeding.