15-year-old school girl Rachel Sinclair was born a genius, she could deduct anything and everything. Almost. And she loves murders. Well, she loves solving murders, that is, and when she meets Sherlock Holmes, a man that's actually like her, and John Watson, a war doctor, she's in for the ride of her life with the gang at 221B Baker Street. Sherlock, I guess. It's pretty lit. I'm enjoying it. Only on the season 2 finale though, so... yeah... I'm sad... but yeh. Only rated mature because of the possibility of foul language.