Sherlock Holmes - Some Parisian Hot-Desking E-Book

Orlando Pearson

• Herausgeber: Delos Digital
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2025

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Giallo - short story (22 pagine) - In a sweltering Parisian night, jazz and betrayal hit all the wrong notes.

In Some Parisian Hot-Desking, Dr. Watson finds himself entangled in a high-stakes mystery that stretches from the shadowy streets of London to the glittering boulevards of Paris. When Colonel Moran, the infamous deputy of the late Professor Moriarty, resurfaces in Paris, Watson and Sherlock Holmes are drawn into a dangerous plot to assassinate the French President. But beneath the surface of political intrigue lies a scandalous secret—one that could shake the British Empire to its core. Packed with wit, suspense, and the signature brilliance of Holmes’ deductions, this story reveals a shocking chapter in the battle between justice and corruption—one that Watson himself may never have dared to publish until now.

London businessman, Orlando Pearson is the creator of The Redacted Sherlock Holmes series, which buries forever the idea that Sherlock Holmes might not have been a historical person.

Do you want to see Sherlock Holmes come to the rescue of Queen Victoria, arrange the borders of post-war Europe, clear Macbeth of murder, unravel King Oedipus’s complexities, or provide advice to the Almighty? Then you will find all this and more in the seven collections of short stories, two novels, and the six plays in the series.

When not communing with the spirits of 221b, Orlando enjoys sport, music, and browsing price comparison websites.

He has written Sherlock Holmes stories on all these topics.

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In a sweltering Parisian night, jazz and betrayal hit all the wrong notes.

In Some Parisian Hot-Desking, Dr. Watson finds himself entangled in a high-stakes mystery that stretches from the shadowy streets of London to the glittering boulevards of Paris. When Colonel Moran, the infamous deputy of the late Professor Moriarty, resurfaces in Paris, Watson and Sherlock Holmes are drawn into a dangerous plot to assassinate the French President. But beneath the surface of political intrigue lies a scandalous secret—one that could shake the British Empire to its core. Packed with wit, suspense, and the signature brilliance of Holmes’ deductions, this story reveals a shocking chapter in the battle between justice and corruption—one that Watson himself may never have dared to publish until now.

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London businessman, Orlando Pearson is the creator of The Redacted Sherlock Holmes series, which buries forever the idea that Sherlock Holmes might not have been a historical person.

Do you want to see Sherlock Holmes come to the rescue of Queen Victoria, arrange the borders of post-war Europe, clear Macbeth of murder, unravel King Oedipus’s complexities, or provide advice to the Almighty? Then you will find all this and more in the seven collections of short stories, two novels, and the six plays in the series.

When not communing with the spirits of 221b, Orlando enjoys sport, music, and browsing price comparison websites.

He has written Sherlock Holmes stories on all these topics.

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And so what of Professor Moriarty?

Followers of the chronicles of my friend, Mr Sherlock Holmes, cannot fail to have wondered what the high crimes and misdemeanours of the Professor were.

The reason why Holmes bestowed the appellation of the Napoleon of crime on Moriarty is set out below, and once readers have read the matters described, they will understand both why Holmes regarded Moriarty in the way that he did, and why this work’s publication has been held back until long after the dead hand of time has taken its inevitable toll on all this drama’s players.

I have related in my work, The Empty House, the events of April 1894, which resulted in the capture of Professor Moriarty’s deputy, Colonel Moran, and the completely unanticipated return of my friend, Mr Sherlock Holmes, whom I had thought dead. I confess that even though my joy at his return was unconfined, I did wonder at the gullibility of Colonel Moran in being deceived by the silhouette of a wax bust of Holmes’s head even if that silhouette were moved periodically by the redoubtable Mrs Hudson. I also wondered at Holmes’s judgment in asking our aged landlady to change the bust’s position when his plan was for the waxwork to be the target of a bullet fired by the finest shot in Europe. I had previously described Sherlock Holmes as the best and wisest man I had ever known, but, for all that his plan to capture Colonel Moran had succeeded beyond peradventure, it struck me then and strikes me now as highly questionable. But these reservations were set to one side on that glorious evening in 1894 as my friend, in form as good as I had ever seen him, sat once more in his familiar chair in our Baker Street sitting-room pointing out the infamy which attached to the letter M.

“Moriarty himself,” he breezed exuberantly, pointing down at the voluminous file on his knee, “is enough to make any letter illustrious, and then there is Morgan the poisoner, Merridew of abominable memory, and Mathews, who knocked out my left canine in the waiting-room at Charing Cross. And, finally, here is our friend of tonight, Colonel Moran. I had previously appended a note that the Colonel was the second most dangerous man in London. Now,” and the eyes of my friend shone with pride as he said this, “the deputy of the deceased Professor Moriarty will no longer be a factor in any future investigation.”

Holmes paused and puffed on the cigar he had lit on our arrival at Baker Street. As the cigar’s tip broke into a scarlet glow, I was captured by his mood and added.

“And don’t forget Charles Augustus Milverton! Another M, the king of all the blackmailers and the worst man in London. That was how you described him at the time.”

I was somewhat taken aback when this comment was greeted by a stony silence and Holmes stared into the distance. In an attempt to recapture the atmosphere that had obtained before I had mentioned Milverton, I asked a question that I had wanted clarity on ever since our precipitate flight to the Continent three years previously.

“So tell me, Holmes, what specific crimes Professor Moriarty was guilty of? Your brilliant capture of Colonel Moran tonight must have closed the whole matter off and so you can disclose them at last.”

But, rather than removing the sudden careworn look on Holmes’s face, this remark, even with the carefully selected and perhaps slightly dubious appellation of the word “brilliant,” had the effect of making him look even more uncertain of himself. The puff on his cigar now seemed reflective rather than triumphant and it was not until he had drawn somewhat tentatively on it for a second time that he was able to respond.

“I fear, good Watson, that until Colonel Moran’s trial has been completed, the crimes of the Professor himself will have to remain a secret even from you, who are my only friend, and who have faithfully reported only the things that I have sanctioned for disclosure to the general public. I cannot allow any risk of prejudicing the legal process and so the matter must remain sub judice while that process takes its course.”

This latest response of Holmes puzzled me.