Holmes' Halliwell Witch

Chapter 15: The Blind Banker: pt. 14

***Recap***

(Later, the police have arrived to clear up the mess. Dimmock is waiting beside a police car just outside the tunnel as John puts his arm around Sarah's shoulders and walks her away. Sherlock, with his arm around Rose's shoulder are just behind them and stops to talk to the inspector.)

Sherlock: We'll just slip off. No need to mention us in your report.

Dimmock: Mr Holmes ...

Sherlock: I have high hopes for you, Inspector. A glittering career.

Dimmock: I go where you point me.

Sherlock (walking away): Exactly.

(Dimmock turns and watches him leave. He smiles ruefully.)

***Now***

(MORNING. 221B. In the kitchen, John is sitting at the table while Sherlock stands next to him and pours him a mug of tea from a teapot, Rose is sitting in Sherlock's chair, skimming through the Book of Shadows with a cup of black coffee in her hands.)

John: Ta.

(He is looking at the translated message on the photograph.)

John: So, "Nine mill ..."

Sherlock (pouring himself a mug of tea): Million.

John: Million, yes; "Nine million for jade pin. Dragon den, black Tramway."

Rose (from the living room): An instruction to all their London operatives.

John: Mmm.

Sherlock: A message; what they were trying to reclaim.

John: What, a jade pin?

Sherlock: Worth nine million pounds. Bring it to the Tramway, their London hideout.

John: Hang on: a hairpin worth nine million pounds?

Rose: Apparently.

John: Why so much?

Sherlock: Depends who owned it.

(SHAD SANDERSON BANK. The trio are walking towards the entrance to the bank.)

Sherlock: Two operatives based in London. They travel over to Dalian to smuggle those vases. One of them helps himself to something: a little hairpin.

John: Worth nine million pounds.

Rose: Eddie Van Coon was the thief. He stole the treasure when he was in China.

John: How d'you know it was Van Coon, not Lukis? Even the killer didn't know that.

Sherlock (smiling at his mate before going through the revolving doors): Because of the soap.

(He looks round smugly at John, who stops and stares back at him blankly for a moment before following the couple into the bank.)

(Upstairs, Van Coon's P.A. Amanda is sitting at her desk. She squirts a bit of hand lotion from the pump-action bottle on the desk and rubs it into her hands. Her phone rings and she picks it up and answers it.)