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"Watson, wake up. We have a visitor.",/ I felt the firm but friendly hand of Sherlock Holmes on my shoulder, forcing me awake. I pulled on my dressing gown and stumbled into the front room of 221B Baker Street. A young and exceptionally beautiful woman sat the sofa.
"I have come to see you, Mr. Holmes, because the members of my family are conspiring to murder me." "Are they now?" said Holmes. "And why would they want to do that?" "Because I am young, beautiful and brilliant; because I control the family estate following the recent death of my father; and because I utterly despise every one of them."
Sherlock Holmes agreed to take on her case. He soon discovered that it was not just her family who wanted her dead, and they were not without reason. The family fortune had been built on fraud and the illegal transport of slave and indentured workers. If you want to know whether or not he succeeded in keeping her from being murdered, you will have to read my account of it by purchasing this book. - Dr. John. H. Watson.
