Sherlock Holmes and the mysterious woman

Here we go again

I chuckle a bit. Russian. One of the only languages I don't know very well. I get up and put the package on my side table and take the card over to my bookshelf. I scan through my books until I get to the Russian dictionary and grab it off my shelf. I flip through the pages and look at the note. Merry. I flip through the book and go to a different page. Christmas. I glance at the note and chuckle. Merry Christmas Mr.Holmes. Of course. I put the card down on my side table and picked up the present. I untie the ribbon and toss it to my chair. I stare at the present. I take a deep breath and open the present. There's a little wooden box in it with a note on top. I take the little box out and grab the note out too. I put the present down and look at the note.  

Grata ludus. Si solvas omnia mea sollicitat, Londinium servabis. Haec capsa clavem proximi mei sensus habet. Est numerus compositum in fundo. Admonitus tuus est: Nostrae memoriae. Bona fortuna -NR

Great. Another language I don't know. I sigh. "Okay" I mutter. I put the little box down and walk over to my wall of books. I scan through my dictionary's trying to find one that looks like this language. Spanish, Japanese, French, Chinese, Portuguese. I stop at a certain dictionary. I take it off my shelf and open it. Here it is. Latin. I close the book and walk over to the kitchen. I sit down on a chair in front of the island and grab a piece of paper. I put the note down beside my paper and open the book in front of me. Watson looks at me,"What are you doing Holmes, We have company in an hour remember?". I nod, "Yes, I remember. I'll clean up everything when there here" Watson sighs, leans back in his chair and turns on the television. I glance at the TV, More news. But it is more interesting than yesterday. I look up and am now looking directly at the TV. Holy shit. It's Nancy.  

The man on the TV says: The police have gotten a letter from Nancy Rodgers. It has brought up the attention of all the police in London. We are not allowed to disclose the information since it is now government property but we will say that everyone doesn't need to worry. The government has it under control. 

I stare at the television. "What?!" I say. Watson glaces at me. "I assume the present you got is from Nancy Rodgers?" He asks me. I nod a bit while still staring at the TV. Watson nods and turns back to the TV. I look at the paper. I need to get started before something happens. I flip through the dictionary, writing whatever words I figure out on my paper. I need to figure this out. I keep looking and writing as time passes by. I'm halfway done when the door bell rings. I look up. No. I stare at the entryway. I groan. Watson gets up and looks at me. "It's only for two hours. and clean up your stuff please". "But-" I say before Watson cuts me off. "Its the one day a year you have to have company. Deal with it". I groan annoyed and folded up my paper and picked up my dictionary. Watson opens the door just as I get up and toss the items onto my bed. I close my door and walk over to the entry way. Miss Hudson, Molly Hooper and Lestrade are all at the door walking into our flat. They all have presents in their hands and they place them under our tree that I very much hate. I fake smile and everyone starts talking. I listen, waiting for the night to end. I need to find out what that note says. I keep glancing at the clock. On my third glance I realise an hour has finally passed. Watson notices too and he says that it's time to open presents. I groan silently and wait for people to get their presents. I didn't buy any presents, I don't know what anyone likes and I do not care. After a while there is only one present left. One of them is for me. Watson hands it to me and I open it. "A tie pin, Thank you" I say halfheartedly. "I don't wear ties" I mutter so that no one can hear. I smile and put the gift on my end table. Then everyone keeps talking and finally we are having dinner. Watson ordered Chinese. I smile clearly not enjoying what is happening. I need to finish my work. A Ding from someones phone. Everyone looks at their phone but no one has a message. I look at my phone. Nothing. Wait. I rush into my room and open my side tables drawer. I smirk. I knew it.