google.com, pub-6794000729485556, DIRECT, f08c47fec0942fa0google.com, pub-6794000729485556, DIRECT, f08c47fec0942fa0 SHERLOCK HOLMES AND THE CHISLEHURST MURDER MYSTERY: NEW SHERLOCK HOLMES AND THE CHISLEHURST MURDERS PART FOUR

NEW SHERLOCK HOLMES AND THE CHISLEHURST MURDERS PART FOUR


Oh do get me another drink darling. Said the red haired woman leaning back into the comfortable lounger. The man obeyed immediately being quite mesmerized by her. She peered after him lowering her sunglasses. For a moment Watson saw her eyes as she glanced at him briefly without suspicion. He avoided her glare and she took something from her purse quite obviously hiding whatever it was within her clenched fist. She checked to make sure nobody was watching before tipping a small vial into her gentleman friend's wine. There you are my darling I thought I might die of thirst. She giggled. He smiled nervously. Now tell me about you Alison. How does the beautiful Alison spend her days apart from going on dating sites? Your profile was a little vague. But he liked her mysterious aura. Her dating profile just read. Beautiful actress seeks love. No strings attached. That was great for Patrick as he had a wife already. Sex had long since been barred from their relationship. She really was offering herself to him on a plate. I can't wait to get you alone. She teased leaning forward putting her hand on his knee. He wasn't traditionally handsome quite a plain thin but rich man who hid his smallish piggy eyes behind thick spectacles. As He went to take a large swig of his drink Watson launched a beer mat liking a flying dagger and the glass fell and smashed. Don't drink that she put somthing in it. He shouted... Alice was just about to tell him of her needs. Now she was shocked at this stranger's behaviour and quite annoyed. Across the courtyard the large other redhead had vanished.

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