Chapter 8: The Blind Banker: pt. 6

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***Recap***

(Rose couldn't help but to laugh at what Sherlock said about them going on a date to talk to the PA.  The mates walks off down the street. John sees a taxi coming around the corner and hails it. As it pulls over to the kerb he sees an Oriental-looking woman with dark hair and wearing dark sunglasses standing on the other side of the road and taking a photograph. Her camera is aimed in his direction. He bends to the taxi driver's window.)

John: Scotland Yard.

Taxi Driver: Right.

(John gets into the back of the taxi and glances round to the other side of the road as he sits down. There is no sign of the woman.)

***Now***

(SHAD SANDERSON BANK. Sherlock is in Van Coon's office standing beside his personal assistant, Amanda, who is looking at an online calendar.)

Amanda: Flew back from Dalian Friday. Looks like he had back-to-back meetings with the sales team.

Sherlock: Can you print me up a copy?

Amanda: Sure.

Rose: What about the day he died? Can you tell me where he was?

Amanda (looking at the screen): Sorry. Bit of a gap.

(The calendar shows no entries for Monday the 22nd. Sherlock looks away, frustrated. Amanda also realises something.)

Amanda: I have all his receipts.

(NEW SCOTLAND YARD. Dimmock is standing at a desk and rummaging through a box of Brian Lukis' possessions. John stands at the other side.)

Dimmock: Your friend ...

John: Listen: whatever you say, I'm behind you one hundred percent.

Dimmock: ... he's an arrogant sod.

John: Well, that was mild! People say a lot worse than that.

(Dimmock hands him a diary.)

Dimmock: This is what you wanted, isn't it? The journalist's diary?

(John takes the diary and flicks through it, opening it at a page which has been bookmarked with a boarding pass to Dalian DLC [Dalian Zhoushuizi International Airport] to London LHR [London Heathrow Airport] on Zhuang Airlines.)

(SHAD SANDERSON BANK. Amanda has spread out Van Coon's receipts on her desk.)

Rose: What kind of a boss was he, Amanda? Appreciative?

Amanda: Um, no. That's not a word I'd use. The only things Eddie appreciated had a big price tag.

(Sherlock kneels on the floor to give himself easier access to the receipts while Rose looks over his shoulder. While he is taking off his gloves he sees a pump-action bottle of luxury hand lotion at the back of the desk, Rose notices what her mate is looking at and realizes she's seen that brand somewhere before.)

Sherlock: Like that hand cream. He bought that for you, didn't he?

(Fiddling nervously with a pin in her hair, Amanda looks at him in surprise. Sherlock shuffles through the paperwork and picks up a receipt from a licensed taxi. Dated 22 March 2010 and timed at 10:35, the receipt is for £18.50. He hands it up to Amanda.)

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