Sherlock Holmes and the Nancy crisis

Chapter 2

I grab my jacket and glance at Watson. He notices and grabs his jacket too. We walk out and I call a cab. "Where are we going?" Watson asks. "Train station." I reply. "Why?" Watson asks again. I don't reply and get into the cab. I tell the driver to go to the Train station and he drives. As we were driving Watson asked me again why we were going to the station but I didn't answer. I need more time to think. We arrive at the station and we get out of the cab. I started to walk down the road. Watson rushes to walk beside me. "Now could you tell me why we're here?" Watson asks. "When Nancy left she took a key to an apartment. We don't know what apartment it was but my guess is that it's here." I say as we turn a corner, there are people in cheap clothes that don't fit them and some people walk around and sell stuff to people who can barely afford it. There's a woman walking down the street, she seems happy as ever buying food from vendors. Another woman who is walking down the street selling little pies and pastries. The happy woman is walking towards us and is about to walk past us. I grab her arm before she can and she stops to look at us. 'Good mornin mate. What can I do for ye gentlemen?" the woman says. "Have you seen a woman who has black hair with a white streak in it?" I ask. The woman thinks for a second. "Ah yes, She moved ere recently." The woman says. "Where does she live?" Watson asks. "I don't know mate, only see er around at night" The woman replies. "At night?" Watson says. "Yeah, that girl wears a hood and only leaves er house at night, she is always a joy when you do see er though." The woman says. I let go of the woman and she walks away. "Seems Nancy doesn't want to be seen or noticed, we'll have no luck finding her now." I say. Watson agrees. "Well come back tonight" Watson suggests. I nod. Watson rubs his hands together. "Now we can have lunch, I'm starving" Watson says. I sigh. "Where are we going now?" I ask. Watson grins and assures me it will be the best. We walk out of the poorer part of the city and go to a reasonably new dinner. We walk in and get seated at a booth. I sat on one side and Watson the other. The waitress hands us a menu and then leaves. I opened the menu. Steak, Burgers, Salads, Pasta. Seems like an all food dinner. Creative. The waitress comes back over after a while and asks us what we want to drink. "Coffee, two milks, One sugar." I say. The waitress writes it down and then looks at Watson. "I would like your best beer please" Watson says as he smiles politely. The waitress writes it down and then says she'll be back with the drinks before she walks away. I grab something out of my pocket. My piece of paper. I grab a pen that was conveniently left on the table. I go over what I wrote.

Nancy left her job after the little girl was taken back to her father, She seems to have changed since I last saw her, she took a debit card with a large amount of money and a key to an apartment, she left without even a word of where she was going to do, She seems to not want to be found,

I write some other things I Learned.

She only comes out at night, She is nice to the people she sees when she is out, she doesn't want to be found.

Now I have some more information. That last one is the main problem. How am I supposed to find an ex spy who doesn't want to be found. I sigh as the waitress came over. She gives us our drinks and asks us if we were ready to order food. "I'll have you steak with a side of salad" Watson says. The waitress writes that down and looks at me. "What would you like sir?" The waitress says. I look up at her. I'm about to say something when I notice she is looking at my paper. I drew a picture of Nancy beside my notes, I guess I didn't realise I did that. "DO you know who this woman is" I ask the waitress. She nods slowly. "That woman just came in"