"Special delivery for you, Mr. Sam," she handed him the letter and quickly left the study.
|A most mysterious letter...|
|Sherlock Sam was grave as he revealed our next caper.|
The hours passed quietly, I studied the evening post and, I'm sorry to admit, might have napped. I knew Sherlock Sam would be applying all manner of science to this small scrap in order to reveal all that it would tell us.
|Sherlock Sam in the library.|
|Sherlock Sam must be deep in thought.|
|A startling revelation!|
"Elementary," said he. "It is apparent that the crime includes the counterfeit of large sums of money. This one scrap is the only proof that the villain does not have the method perfected yet. My hope is that we can stop him before he floods the market."
I felt a chill deep in my heart. This could only mean that the culprit was Sherlock Sam's arch-nemesis... None other than Monty Moriarty!
|What devilish scheme has Moriarty devised this time?|