Aha! So just as I was outsmarted by this Hercule Poirot he was outsmarted by me! For if the Poirot was clever enough to foresee my venture to his apartment he could have followed me home, discovered where my hideout was, and used the information to advance against me! Upon uncovering this strong possibility I quickly moved to pack up all my materials and moved to a different apartment, leaving but one shred of evidence behind: a note that read, “You think me a fool to not recognize my own tactic? You will have to do better than that! Sherlock Holmes”
And sure enough, who should I find coming to my original place at a late, ungodly hour but that Belgian oaf! I would have approached him but I confess that without the proper protection I was unwilling to meet him face to face without the protection of witnesses, since I did not know how he would react. So instead I waited for him to search in vain and leave; then in disguise as a drunk party goer I followed him to his next location. I expected him to go to a new hideout, but alas I must have stunned him so; he instead followed the Thames to Wapping where a ship hoisting a French flag was docked. Understanding the predicament I tried quickly to change into the outfit of a harborman and perhaps sneak on to the ship, but it was in vain; by the time. By the time I was outfitted Poirot had been outfitted in one of the cargo crates!
Nevertheless I happened to catch an argument between Poirot and the captain of the ship, where he complained about the dirty state of his vessel, saying that he did not want want his clothes to be dirty, he was ‘going to Paris after all’! Aha, Mr. Poirot, I know where you are headed!
Luckily – though I am bound from giving details – arrangements have been made to allow me to go to France. Poirot seems to believe, or so I infer that I will be less potent in a foreign country, particularly where he speaks the language fluently. Do not be so hasty in assuming, Mr. Poirot! I have been employed by French aristocracy before and you will find me just as quick-witted and steadfast whatever side of the channel I am standing on!
Holmes
I see. I expected a development such as this to arrive. You will discover the truth of the situation yourself, of that I have no doubt. I do not think you have any intention of causing Poirot permanent damage, but I must reiterate what I said previously just in case.
Our duty, and that of our benefactor, is to return you to your homes. ALL OF YOU. Therefore, it is of the utmost importance that you understand that permanent harm to either you OR Poirot is absolutely unacceptable to us. Please take this into consideration in your dealing with him, and remember, YOU ARE NOT ALONE. There are many others spread around the world that have been pulled from their homes like you, and many of them are not as willing to live in peace with the humans of this world until they can return. Nevertheless, all must be returned to their rightful places, or we face a catastrophe of gargantuan proportions. Be prepared for interference from any side, and from any source, no matter how fantastic.
I apologize if my previous message comes across as rude, but it MUST be made clear. If you, or any other of the ones who do not belong intend to harm yourselves or each other irreparably, our benefactor will be forced to take action.
Personally, I want to work together with you to return yourself and the others to their places, but if you intend to go against what must be done, I will continue serving the purpose I now serve; the protection of humanity, and of existence.
I truly hope our goals may be reconciled.
Sincerely,
~Sicon112
Dear Mr. Holmes:
I hope that you will solve this case. However, even though you are incredibly determined, I’ll have to say this again.
Poirot is not an enemy, he’s another detective, a private detective, and he’s been pulled from his world, like you! I know you two do not like each other, but you must work together if you want to get back home.
The Wild West Pyro
I have come to believe that you are right, TheWildWestPyro and to the rest of you who were so insistent. Forgive me for not trusting you before.
I forgive you. After all, for a person who’s been pulled from Victorian London, this new world must be quite confusing for you.
I hope you will get back home soon-in 221B.