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My name is Lily May

You May remember me, after Enola and I solved our first case.

Enola started a business, of course I followed her.
She was going to join the pantheon of great Victorian detectives.

Enola just wants to be just like her brother Sherlock.

Trying to get business was slow and unsuccessful.

Men, women......mostly men would be interested because of the last name, but not caring for the girl only hoping to get a hold of the older brother.

Even thought we were the receptionists.

"Tell me"
A potential costumer says.

"Yes?"
Enola says, hopeful.

"Might your brother be free?"





Rolling her eyes lily shuts the door after the man. Walking back over to the front desk. She started thinking about

Him.

Lord Tewksbury.

Lord Tewksbury, the champion of change and progress.

I haven't seen him since the time at the court houses, after I got wounded.

A thick line I now have across my stomach, every time I see that scar I'm reminded of that night.

The bell on the door rings.

Looking behind our almost packed bags, was a little girl.

"Enola Holmes"
She asks hope in her voice.

"Yes?"
Enola says confused

"I've come to the right place then. Is it true you find missing people?"

She says handing her an old newspaper clipping.

"Where did you get this? It's months old"
Lily says

"Who have you lost?"

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