He'd also presumably thought he was safe from whoever it was that killed him. To cut a long story short, I found myself at the police station, reading ▓▓▓▓▓ ▓▓▓▓▓'s diary.
Nonetheless, when I checked into a hotel with boyfriend K today, I didn't immediately realise what the following notice meant at the hotel reception: "You do understand it, don't you?"Wow," I say feeling very stupid, "I've never seen that before in a hotel, a policy about bringing someone back for the night!" And when we get to our room, there's something else that I've never seen before in a hotel.Someone had broken into their offices and sprayed graffiti across a painting. The police still thought it was suicide and I have to admit... Both the banker and the journalist were able to bring them to the UK because they travelled a lot and the gang had contacted the woman because she was an expert in such things. Luckily, Sarah didn't seem to mind helping me to help him. And Sherlock was, of course, his usual rude and arrogant self, ignoring Sarah. And, of course, the biggest irony was that they didn't even want me. They were going to kill Sarah because they thought I was Sherlock Holmes! And what happens to the people like Sarah or Mrs Hudson when that happens? All these people and places across the city were linked by this smuggling ring and it makes you wonder what else is out there. Nothing too interesting about that, you might think. We found out where they were selling what they'd stolen but we still needed to work out what the code meant. Until she pointed out that Soo Lin had already translated part of the code. Sherlock found us and we managed to escape and shut down the operation. But the thing is, this life we've chosen isn't safe. It's like that taxi driver said about how this Moriarty knew about him. Some male bankers are saying they wouldn’t date female bankers because they’re nerds, condescending, materialistic and critical of men.Many say they’d rather date teachers or some exotic trapeze artist–anything different from what they already do.Perhaps most especially on “Wall Street,” status, perceptions and stereotypes prevail so it’s a good microcosm from which to examine our blocks to love, on either front.And as Mother Teresa once said, ‘If you judge people, you have no time to love them.’ So let’s start there.Except that whoever did it, they didn't show up on any CCTV. We realised that the numbers were references to books. Sherlock rushed out to do God knows what, leaving me and Sarah to be kidnapped. We found ourselves being held at gunpoint by an opera singer and her assassins. It turned out that they'd been looking for a hairpin. Sherlock chooses to be this crusading consulting detective and I choose to be his colleague. The bank's offices were like Fort Knox but there was nothing. Sherlock worked out that we needed to speak to one of the bankers, ▓▓▓▓▓ ▓▓▓ ▓▓▓▓. Each bit of the code indicated a certain page in a certain book. All this madness and death was because of a hairpin!