Sherlock Story
Forgotten Memories, Chapter 136
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"… Should a pawn get all the way across the board to reach the opponent's edge of the table, it will be promoted. The pawn may now become any piece that the moving player desires, except a king or pawn..."
… The Promotion of the Pawn… Part I…
"There is no confusion like the confusion of a simple minded." ~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
Current Day
Current Time
She picked up her mobile and reported in. "Sir, there have been unusual movement here. I think we might have found Adler. I will need a few days to confirm. We followed a man and his wife with their child to her current location. They seem to be two of her employees. "What would you like me to do?"
"Continue to monitor Adler. Her employees are of no consequence. Be certain that it is she. We have thought it was Adler before only to be proven wrong." The voice on the mobile said.
"Yes, Mr. Moran." The mobile line disconnected.
"Idiots," Sebastian Moran whispered as he rolled his eyes. He took another sip of wine. There was no point in telling Moriarty, Jim, he corrected his thoughts. He had to be sure. If it were she, she would not slip out of his hand again.
He would be the one to present her to Jim intact, more or less, that is. Sebastian smiled and laughed before taking another sip of wine. He raised his eyebrows.
It was good.
Jim would never miss one bottle of red wine. Jim never really drank anyway. He only sipped small amounts.
He glanced at the clock. It was time to call his little tart. He rang his mobile. He took another sip.
"Hello love," Kitty Riley smiled at the voice of the one she believed to be her boyfriend.
"Hello love, I missed you," Moran tried to keep from being sick. Did the idiot really believe what he said?
Riley tried to make her voice low and seductive. "Are you still coming around tonight?"
"How could I resist you?" Moran replied with a low and lustful tone.
Riley giggled at his response.
Moran rolled his eyes again. He did manage to keep his voice low and sultry.
"First, you need to see Anderson. To carry out the plan of yours against, what was his name, Holmes wasn't it?"
There was a moment of silence, "Maybe I was wrong. He has already been humiliated…"
Moran did not let her finish. "You have to follow through. He has humiliated you; you humiliate him in retaliation. Robert Anderson does everything, he even thinks that the idea is his." Moran hesitated to give her time to think. "Do you still desire that job we spoke of? To make the move from unknown newspaper reporter to television broadcaster is almost unheard of. I have the connections to make it happen for you. But, an anchor has to have a strong and audacious personality. Was I wrong about you? Are you strong enough to do what is required. That's what real reporters do."
Moran sensed that she needed a little push. "You know Alice Wilkerson is competing for your position as well. I shouldn't even be involved with you on a personal level, but I see a fire in you, a hunger. Was I wrong?"
Riley spoke quickly. her pride took over. "Alice Wilkerson, I'm a better reporter than her!"
Moran was purposely silent. He smiled as he took another sip of wine.
"It'll be done. I have Robert Anderson, wrapped around my finger." She waited for her lover to say something. He was silent again. His silence made her desperate.
"I'll see you later tonight? Anderson never takes long." She tried to joke.
"I'll see you later. Don't disappoint me." Moran's voice was suddenly cold.
"Alright Lov…" The line was disconnected before Riley had finished speaking.
Riley hung up the mobile slowly. She had noticed a change in her boyfriend lately. She had a choice to make. She could follow that something inside her that was screaming that she was going in a direction that would lead to calamity. On the other hand, she could ignore it. So many people always ignore that voice.
She raised her chin defiantly and made a phone call.
"Robert. Yes, it's me. I want to see you. You promised that I could listen to it today." Riley laughed at what Robert Anderson had said.
He hoped her voice sounded interested not rushed. "I'm on my way Robert. Be naked." She disconnected the phone call as she hurried along.
Moran watched the hidden video camera in Riley's house. He smiled as he watched her obediently get dressed, and hurry along.
"Jim was correct, but then he was brilliant that way." Moran thought aloud, "There is no confusion like the confusion of the simple minded." Moran eyes darkened as he smiled.
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