The plan

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I have gotten my gun for protection and my phone. I rush out the door putting on my jacket in the process. I've found a lead to where she might be. I call a cab just as my friend Watson comes rushing behind me. I pause. I don't want him to come but I know there is no stopping him so I just get in the cab and he gets in after me. I tell the driver to go to 212 King street. He starts driving and I look at Watson. "Is that where she is" he asks me. I nod. "One of her ex agents revealed her location, she might not have known that so she didn't move." l replied. "Why would she live in a rich neighbourhood. There is no way she has that much money." he asks me. "She is a dangerous woman, There are many things she can do to get large amounts of money." I answered. Watson nods. After a long pause Watson says "Do you really think going to her is a good idea? She did warn you to not come to her after you left her.". I sigh. "I don't know. I just need to save that girl. She could be in danger." I replied. "You have never been interested in these missing children cases. How come you chose to finally do one?" Watson asks. "Mostly it's just them running away, Nancy is a dangerous woman. If she can hurt grown men she can hurt young girls." I reply. Watson nods. We sit in silence for a bit longer until we stop. "Were here" says the driver, the voice is familiar but i ignore it and pay the driver before getting out and standing at the driveway of a large mansion. 'Wow" mumbles Watson. I nod. "Now what?" he asks me. I pause. Now what? "I don't know." I reply. I walk towards the house. Watson doesn't follow me. He stays at the end of the driveway as I get to the front door. I take a deep breath and knock on the door. I wait for a bit longer and then a woman opens the door. "Name?" the woman asks. "Uh, Sherlock Holmes." I replied. "Come in." the woman says before walking away from the door, leaving it open for me to walk into. I slowly walk into the mansion. The door closes behind me and i'm now in a luxurious living room. Everything is white and it is surprisingly empty. I look around before feeling something hit the back of my head. I freeze. "Boss told you to never come back." a man says. It's that familiar voice again. "You're the cab driver." I say. "Good observation skills." the man says before I feel something rap around my wrists. The item that was on the back of my head has been lowered and then man, the cab driver man walks in front of me. "Boss will know what to do with you." the man says before my eyes get covered. A blindfold. Great. I feel someone grabs my shoulder and then pushes me a bit to signal I should start walking. I started walking. I don't want to know what will happen when I don't listen to them. I keep walking when someone grabs me to a stop. There is a beep. Like an elevator button. I can feel the elevator shake to a start and I can feel it move. It feels like we're going down but i'm not sure. The hand is still on my shoulder. It's oddly warm. There are at least two people here. I assume they both probably have guns. We stop moving and I can hear the door open. The hand pushes me forward and I start walking. The hand is still on my shoulder, I can feel it. There are footsteps all around me. More than before. I get pulled in a different direction. I grunt. They could be more gentle about this. I get pulled to a stop and a can hear a click, a door opening. I got shoved into a possible room. I grunt again. Don't make too much sound Sherlock. I got turned around and pushed down to a chair. I stiffer my grunt. No noise. I can feel someone untie my restraints and retie them to the chair. Then the door closes and there is some talking, I can't hear what they're saying. The restraints aren't rope or tape. Something I can't recognise. I lean back in the chair. I close my eyes. No point in keeping them open since I can't see. My mind goes too before this moment. Watson. I left him there. Had he called the police? Had he been taken captive after me? I take a deep breath. If he saw me go in the house and then disappear maybe he thought it was odd when I didn't come out after a while. I open my eyes. Still darkness. Wait. There are voices. I can hear a woman yelling. Yelling as if she was mad. I can hear some men trying to talk to the woman. They're coming closer. I can almost hear what they're saying. "You put a gun to his head?!" I heard the woman yell. "Boss, he could have found out about the base." I heard a man say. "He could have called the police." A different man says. I can hear the woman groan, It's closer, almost like it's right in front of me. The door swings open and some foot steps walk around me and stop behind me. My blindfold gets pulled down. My eyes adjust to the light until I see her. She looks annoyed and serious. "Why the hell are you here?" she asks me, her voice is stern and demanding. "You have a child. An innocent child." I replied. "And?" she says. "What have you done to the little girl?" I ask. My mind is racing. She doesn't move, her face goes from confusion to understanding. "Oh, Olivia. That girl is perfectly fine. I may be cruel but I don't hurt children." she replies. I must look surprised because she scoffs. "Honestly, You thought I was going to hurt her. The kid is more happy than she has ever been in years." she says. I look down, What have I gotten myself into. She grabs my chin and pulls my face up to look at her. She is leaning to look at me. "How did you even get here?" she asks. I don't know what to say. Should I tell her?

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