Sherlock Holmes and the Nancy crisis

Chapter 3

"Are you sure it's the same woman?" I ask. The waitress nods. "Yeah, Not many people walk in and just sit by themselves. This restaurant is usually where people go with their friends or on dates" she says. "Can you show me where she's sitting." I ask. "Yeah, Sure" The waitress says. "I'll stay" Watson says as he takes a sip of his beer. I nod and get up to follow the waitress. We walk to a chair at a bar. There's no one there but a little piece of paper and 20 euros. The pie e of paper had some writing on it. I grabbed it and read it.

Thanks for the drinks, Made me feel better, Here's the money for the drinks a bit extra for a tip. :)

Well. That's useless. I look at the waitress who looks confused. "I'm sorry, She left faster then I expected." She says. "Its fine, Is it okay if I keep this note?" I ask. The waitress nods, "Yeah, Hope it helps you with whatever your doing sir". I nod and walked back to the booth. I sit down across Watson and put the note beside my own piece of paper. "I assume you didn't find her?" Watson says. I nod. "Just a note for the waitress". Watson takes a sip of his beer. I sigh and lean back in the booth. "I'm supposed to find an ex assassin who was trained to hide from people" I say as I groan. Watson chuckles. "That's just our life" He says. I chuckle a bit. "Just our luck" I reply. "We'll find her tonight" He assures me. I nod. "How are we supposed to convince her?" I mutter after a couple seconds of silence. Watson shrugs. "Well cross that bridge when we find her" Watson says. "Yeah.." I whisper to myself.

We sat in the diner for an hour talking and drinking. After a while we call a cab and drive back to our flat. We arrive and sit down in our chairs. I close my eyes. It's getting late and I need some time to think before we leave. I open my eyes and take the notes out of my pocket. My little note and Nancy's note. I read 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, 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.

I mutter some inappropriate words and then place the notes on my side table. I rub my forehead and get up. 10:30. Seems I was at the dinner longer than I thought. I pace around. Only an hour and a half until Midnight. I walk past Watson as he is reading a book and I go into my room. I close my door and open a drawer. I pulled out some pills. I need to calm down. I open the bottle of pills and take one. I close the pills and put them back in my drawer. I need to make time go faster. I lay down on my bed. I close my eyes. My mind is full of stupid things, Memories I don't want to remember. Then everything turns to black and I wake up. Did I fall asleep? I check the time. 11:50. Yep. I did. I sigh and rub my eyes. Time to find Nancy. I get out of bed and open my door. Watson is asleep on his chair. "Wake up John, Were leaving" I say loudly. Watson jolts awake and gets up. "You could have just nudged me awake" He says through a yawn. I roll my eyes and put on my jacket. "Nancy should be out by now" I say. Watson agrees as he puts his jacket on too. We walk out and call a cab. We tell them to go to the station so that we can go to the same place as this morning. I yawn. As we were driving we passed some houses, everything was dark and quiet. We drive through the darkness for what feels like hours until we arrive at our location. I get out and Watson follows me. We walk down the dark street. There is a person with their hood up. I look at Watson, It could be her, I mouth to him. He nods and we start to follow them.