The Holmes brood- A Sherlock's sister fanfic

THE BREAK IN

'Where are you going?' asked John as he saw Darlence take one of the one-strap shoulder bags, and stuff it with her rarely used i-pad, along with about a ton of chewing-gums.

'Home.' she replied taking one gum out and throwing it up and trying to catch it between her teeth, but missed and had to catch it in her hand before it fell on the ground, 'Ruddy hell! I mean- going to Mycroft's, its been two days since I was there.'

She had recently watched "Armour Of God" and had got addicted to chewing gum. But try as she might, she could never make it jump from her palm, by slapping at it; much less making it bounce against a wall or something. She could throw it up and catch it between her teeth; but when she tried to show-off, it never worked.

'You are going to Mycroft with your i-pad?'

'I wanted to play Shadow Fight II, And the phone becomes slow when I install games in it. So, I'm possibly going to play in the i-pad, when I am there.'

'So will you take a cab?'

'No, I'll go cycling. I don't really trust cabs now.'

'Moriarty?'

'Yes.'

'Shall I drive you there?'

'No need. I'm pretty fine alone. And I have my wooden cricket bat of my third birthday with me. I believe I was so happy when I got it, I broke mum's vases and pictures happily. And from the next day, I went on searching for it believing someone kidnapped it.'

John laughed,'Are you sure?'

'Yup'

She went out quickly before any more questions could be asked, mounted her cycle and sped off. It was night and traffic was much less than other times. It was biting cold outside and she had to pull her coat tightly about her. And the fog made it difficult to see clearly; problematic, but dealable. The way was no problem at all, Google maps had lent her a good view of the way, and she knew it the way she knew the palm of her hand.

She reached the small lane connecting Burke manor to the main road and swerved to the side with the side trees and bushes. Convenient! She quickly laid her cycle down and putting the bag over her shoulder, she hid the cycle inside a really thick bush. There was a problem, the door was well guarded, however would she go in?

Then a big car went upto the gate, just upto the gate, and asked for directions. 'Wowie, luck's hard with me!', she smiled and waited till the guard came to the car and talked, and then slipped in slyly; advantage no. 1 in breaking in a large manor: the gate is quite wide. She looked around for the second guard and found him in the cabin, with an electric light, inside a blanket.

Pulling her coat about her, and looking quickly around, she went around the house, slipping into the shadows whenever anyone passed by her. It seemed that the gentleman had got his money out and brought in some guards after her brother's busting. She found one window open, and she went a bit backwards and ran towards it, with a jump, she was in. She put on her rubber gloves- Third floor? She ran up the stairs like a phantom, and edged open a random door.

There WAS a comuter in this and there was a stoutly built middle aged guy sitting on the bed with a tied up foot.

'Look well Dacey, This is the man -Sir George Burke,'

He had wrinkled trousers, and a habit of sniffing and pulling his sleeve over his nose. And of course the gout proved the point- Maybe he was from a wealthy background; but lost his money- he has recently come into money again. And all that untidiness had come of habit

'What do you say Paul?' he stormed a second man much younger than him,'Can't that man come in a more earthly hour? When will he be coming?'

The second man said something unintelliglble. And Sir Burke took his crutch in his hand,' Fine I'll wait for him.'

Darlence slipped slyly into the shadows as the two men came out and walked downstairs. She slipped in slyly and quickly clicked the door closed. Her hands shook as she connected her i-pad to the computer and waited for a while. She opened an app, pressed a few buttons and a progress bar popped up, showing five minutes.

'I don't have five minutes dammit!' She muttered through clenched teeth. Despite the bitter cold, drops of sweat trickled down her forehead. The bar filled completely and the computer opened. What was the name of the file? Some kind of flower- Rose, Lily, Aster- No something with a T. Tulips. She typed the name in the windows explorer and quickly, and saw that there was indeed a file besides the default picture.

She opened it and it showed another password box. Cracking through it as well, she found names and numbers and addresses. She started copying the data, when she heard a car arriving in the yard and the front door opening. She started shifting from one foot to another, biting her lip as the data got copied, then she cleared all USB usage and shut the computer down. Then she heard voices in the passage- NO use trying to flee now.

Looking around, she got under the bed. Though her position was not so great, it could be somehow relied upon. Two men walked in. One sat on the same bed she was sitting under, and the other came over and switched the light on. And.. he was walking, not limping. So all that was plain cover. to show his invalidness? Just as she had thought.

'Put fake data in that file.' said the other man.

'Why?'

'Just do it. And give me the real data in a pendrive.'

;For god's sake Jim, your demands are getting absurd.'

Jim, JIM Where had she heard this name before? God, her head was behaving like a snail.

'Are you sure about the security? The break in earlier this week....'began Jim.

'James Moriarty, If  I say I have, I definitely have. I've also a new Doberman Pinscher for further  safety. Want to meet old Bruno.'

Darlence closed her eyes,No no no Don't bring a dog here. I'll die of fear of gettimg caught.

'I'll meet him on my way out.' said Moriarty,' Now transfer the file.'

The damage is already done, deuce. Darlence smirked and felt sorry at once as she felt the familiar tickle inside her nose. Not now, not now, I'll die if I sneeze now with Moriarty right here.............