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Chapter Twenty Seven - Three Steps Ahead.


I knew immediately that Moriarty was already waiting for me to make my move. So I'd try to think of what he would do.

He couldn't have me leave to warn Sherlock obviously. So I determined I was probably being watched. So I wagered I could sit tight for a bit and try to figure out my next plan. That was what i was doing at five am in the morning on a Saturday. I was in my mother's mahogany office researching 'Richard Brooke, and Professor Moriarty.' Along with the other possible aliases, when Liem walked into the room.

"Hey." Liem spoke softly.

"Hey what are you doing up?" I asked, looking up at him from my computer.

"I heard you up. There is only one wall between us." Liem explained, he seemed out of sorts.

"Oh did I wake you? I'm sorry." I said typing away on my computer.

"No I was up anyways. I made you some tea." He said with a smile that did not reach his eyes.

"Thanks." I say, as he hands me a tea cup. I note his new expensive watch.

"Anyhow I'm doing a grocery run. May as well since I can't sleep anyways." He says with an awkward chuckle.

"Yeah..." I say watching him closely. 

"Well bye." He says with a jumpy wave.

"bye." I say pretending to work on my computer again.

I wait till I hear him leave then take a skeptical look at my cup. I leave the room and immediately head to Liem's room, pulling on some surgical gloves as I go. I have this feeling, this gut feeling that he is up to something. The question is what?

It took some time rooting around in his room, but in the end the drawer wasn't even locked. It was full of syringes. I gasped as I stared at the orange-ish vials. I quickly and quietly went to my room and took some cases back to make samples. I took meticulous care to ensure everything was back the way I left it then I returned to my room and places the samples into my safe.

If only I had something to process the chemicals and determine what this drug is... 

Oh! Mum probably had some scientist friends! All I needed to do was find her address book. It's a good thing mum was so meticulous with her organization. I looked along the shelves and quickly found what I was looking for. 

I pulled out a stack of faded address books only to hear a soft click.

 From the bookshelf.

 I set my books down on the desk and watched in wonder as the bookshelves parted to reveal a staircase. My jaw dropped. I think I stood there in awe for about five minutes before I heard somebody enter the room.

"Miss Keyland? What's going on?" A sleepy voice asked.

"Hey sweetie did I wake you?" I ask Juniper.

"No the squeaking bookshelf did." She says, I turn to her.

"I'll oil it when I get the chance. Go get a torch." I order.

"Why?" She asks.

"We are going to go check it out." I say with an impish grin.

"Okay." She said, with a smile. 

After a few moments, she returned with the torch and we made our way down the stairs. (I put a chair in the way of the bookshelves to make sure it wouldn't close with us down there.)

I couldn't have guessed what we would find. It was beyond my wildest dreams. We walked into the room and the lights automatically turned on. June's eyes went wide. She walked over to inspect the technology.

"Hello handsome." She said softly, stroking the high tech computer monitor.

"Welcome, Keyland Jones. And guest." An automated voice exclaimed. June jumped.

"How may I be of assistance?" The voice asked.

"Who are you?" I asked.

"I am the Automated Protector of Recreational Intelligence and Learning. Or as your mother named me.

A. P. R. I. L."

"Pleasure to meet you April." I say awkwardly.

"And yourself Miss Jones. Now, how may I assist you. I am programmed to answer all your questions."

I thought for a moment. "Did my mother know any Chemists?"

"Yes she did." The computer confirms. 

"Is there a trustworthy Chemist my mother knew?" I ask.

"Yes his name is Professor Thomas Hilbert."

"Where is he?"

" I can print you the address." She said as a printer started whirring.

"Any more questions?"

"Where is James Moriarty?"

"Tower of London, Tower Hill, St Katharine's & Wapping, London EC3N 4AB, UK. Would you like to see him?"

"Yes." I reply.

A screen popped up. It showed a man in a very touristy cap taking photos of the guards. I watched as he made his way through the security.

"Why would he be going to see the crown jewels?"

"Maybe he was bored?" She suggests as she walks over to the screen to watch with me.

"Oh honey, Moriarty never would do something that dull to alleviate his boredom." I smiled.

We watch through the security cameras as he puts in his earbuds.

"He is so creepy." June shudders. I grab her hand.

"This is curious. It appears somebody is trying to shut down the view of the room. Rerouting."

As the black screen shows him again we watch as he sprays the guard with something. June gasps as the man collapses. Jim takes off his hat and slicks back his hair. I watch in horror as he writes 'GET SHERLOCK' On the glass that holds the royal jewels.

"Oh no!" I exclaim. 

"What?" June asks, worriedly.

"I know what he is doing! I never should have gave him that diamond!" I gasp.

He draws a smiley face in the O of Sherlock Yet again pressing something on his phone.

"June can you track what he is doing on his phone?" I say suddenly

"On it." She says setting up a computer. Suddenly 'Rossini's The thieving Magpie blares through the speakers.

"Odd." She states.

"What?"

"The buttons he is pressing don't do anything!" She exclaims.

I watch as he takes the gum out of his mouth and sticks the diamond to the glass with it.

"He is stealing the Crown Jewels!" I exclaim.

He dances in time with the music and as he pulls on his gloves he smiles directly at the camera. Directly at me. He picks up a fire extinguisher as April announces.

"The police are arriving at the scene."

He smashes the glass. Sits down on the throne and places the crown on his head. Holding onto the scepter. It's then I realize this is all about Sherlock. He is going after Sherlock. Because he wants to get caught. He is three steps ahead of me.

"No rush." He sasses the police.

"Turn it off I've seen enough." I state angrily.

The screen shuts off, as I make my way to the printer.

"What is he doing its almost like he wanted to get caught?!" June wonders.

"He did want to get caught."

"What?"

I have much to do and little time to do it. Time to find the mole. And check out the substance Liem is in possession of. 

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