CHISLEHURST MURDERS PART 37

HOLMES SHERLOCK MURDERS Sherlock Holmes stood by the bridge hiding in the shadows as the two young men greeted a man in a bowler hat and brown suit. Hmm he sighed. Brown in the city and guessed that He were not a member of parliament as he'd expected but probably a mortuary manager. The man took the papers from the boys after handing over a large wad of cash. Holmes stepped out of the shadows and approached him. Sir! He called. Just a moment please. The man turned to him his eyes wide with shock and recognition. His mouth gaped open. The night air was almost freezing by the river thames and it took his breathe away momentarily. Why it's you the great Sherlock Holmes. He exclaimed. Holmes put out one long finger as he approached the man and lifted his open jaw closing it shut. I have a bone to pick with you old man. You sent these boys to rob me didn't you? Now whom are you working for. Don't try to escape. He added noting the man's quickly moving eyes towards his waiting cab. I can't tell you that. He whispered struggling for breathe against the cold wind. Then I shall make you tell. Said Sherlck swiftly lifting the man up and dangling him over the side of the bridge with little effort. The boy's began to giggle. Silence commanded Holmes. The noise of the river was loud enough without them blocking his ears from truth. The man struggled his arms flailing about in terror. His hat and the contents of his pockets were cast down into the deep river. Now don't struggle or I may have to drop you. Who sent you? He asked politely. He let go of one ankle. I won't ask again Sir my grip is weakening. I shall never tell my life and mortal soul depend on my silence have mercy Sir. Sherlock contemplated for a moment then let him go. There was no splash the wind was all he could hear. Why did you let him go mister Holmes? asked the boy. He would have caused more trouble. Said Holmes Now I have work to do.