In Sherlock Holmess London, reputations are fragile and scandal can be ruinous. In order to protect the names of the good (and not-so-good), Dr. Watson comes to the decision that his accounts of some of his friends most brilliant cases must never see the light of day. Concealing the manuscripts in an old dispatch box deep in the vaults of a Charing Cross bank, Dr. Watson preserves the honor of others and in doing so proves himself a true gentleman as well as a good friend. But then a hundred years pass, and the mysteries outlast the memories of those they once could have harmed
An aluminum crutch betrays the criminal who relies upon it for support
An Italian Cardinal lies dead in a muddy yard in Spitalfields
What do a pair of suspiciously successful gamblers have in common with the Transylvanian mind-reader, Count Rakoczi? And can Holmes and Watson outwit the jewel thief who has the nerve to steal from the King of Scandinavia?
Concealed in a bank vault, some of Dr Watsons accounts of Sherlock Holmes most brilliant cases never saw the light of day...until now that is.
