Vanishing Girl: THE BOY SHERLOCK HOLMES, HIS 3RD CASE
Shane Peacock
Language: English
Pages: 336
ISBN: 1770492348
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
The third case in the compelling Boy Sherlock Holmes series is full of as many twists and turns as the backstreets of Victorian London.
When a wealthy young girl vanishes as if by magic in Hyde Park, Sherlock is once again driven to prove himself. In a heart-stopping race against time, an innocent boy’s survival depends on Sherlock’s ability to solve the mysterious puzzle of the Vanishing Girl. As complex as the maze that protects the missing girl’s hiding place, this case takes Sherlock racing to the countryside, the coast, and into the lair of a menagerie of exotic, dangerous creatures.
Haunted by memories of his shattered family, goaded by his enemies, driven to heal the fragile relationship between him and the beautiful Irene Doyle, Sherlock makes an almost fatal mistake. In the end, his brilliant powers of deduction and the steadfast eccentric Sigerson Bell save the day. Soon, very soon, the world will come to know him as the master detective of all time.
From the Hardcover edition.
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you … like I fear it has touched my own.” The Hornsey Railway Station in North London is more than an hour’s walk from Scotland Yard. Sherlock must speak to the police as soon as possible. The ransom note said the kidnappers would kill Victoria Rathbone before the sun sets today. Every minute that passes puts her in mortal danger. He will barely make it on time to save her, and that’s if there are no delays. He sits upright this time on his bench in the third-class carriage. There are so many
plan on his way to the Yard and get back to St. Neots this same day, Victoria Rathbone is dead. “Maybe we should let him go,” says Irene. We? “Not yet. Something you want to share with us, Holmes?” An idea occurs to Sherlock. Maybe there is, he thinks. Yes. He should tell Irene whether Malefactor hears it or not. It’s his only option if he wants to get to the Yard on time. Maybe telling his enemy what he’s found isn’t a bad idea after all. Perhaps it will impress him, somehow make him back
area. The time between our gaining knowledge of her whereabouts and our arrival on the scene was barely more than an hour. A special locomotive has never moved so quickly!” “Can you tell us where on the coast?” shouts Hobbs. “The continuing pursuit of the villains prohibits that, sir. All shall be revealed when we have them in chains.” Lestrade fixes another smile on Sherlock down in the crowd. But Holmes has stopped watching. His shoulders droop as he moves out through the reporters. Irene
his spectacles, and his physical attitude. But he chides himself for making plans. Just listen to what the police have to say. Make mental notes for future cases. Such puzzles as this aren’t for you to solve. Not yet. “Gentleman,” begins the senior Lestrade in a booming voice, “you have been called to Scotland Yard this noon hour to aid the authorities in the solution of a most heinous crime, that of the abduction of Victoria, dear daughter of the esteemed Lord Rathbone of the upper House,
him down with a walking stick in an alley, or send him to fairyland with a little Bellitsu if attacked from behind. But those are the physical arts of rendering an opponent unconscious. There are also more subtle, scientific ones.” Sigerson Trismegistus Bell is a good man, there is no doubt about that, but from time to time a slightly nefarious look comes across his face and when it does, it is often accompanied by a twinkle in the eye. “A little powdered opium, spread upon a strong meal that