1910, New Orleans, Lousiana Y/N's parents were murdered when she was just 19 years old. After that loss, she sold everything to study law and justice in London. However, she had to go by an alias to make a name for herself in this patriarchal world: "Mr. Holmes" Every few months or so, she would receive letters from her childhood friend, Alastor, who talked about his life and new job as a radio host back in Louisiana. He was the only person who ever knew about Y/N's double life and work. However, September arrived and a letter from Alastor came and informed her of another serial killer rising up in Louisiana. Y/N sent a reply requesting for more details, but then his letters stop coming. Not a single mail from him in the last few months. Until December arrives. A wash of relief set over Y/N's face. Yet still dreading of the possibility of her friend being murdered, she decided to return back home; back to sweet old Louisiana... She wasn't going to let another serial killer run amock in her home again. She was going to close this case and protect her one and only family. Disclaimer: I cannot attest to the accuracy of historical or cultural events happening in this story since it is just based on the media I consume :)) This fic is based of Hazbin Hotel and Sherlock Holmes so you may see some familiar scenes here heheAll Rights Reserved