Sherlock ][: Believer

"Identity?" Holmes whispered, his hand hovering over his magnifying glass.

She vanished. The room warmed instantly. On the floor, where she had stood, lay a single, very real scrap of paper. Holmes picked it up with trembling fingers. It wasn't a clue for a murder or a heist. It was a name and an address of a woman in East End whose son had gone missing—a case Holmes had dismissed as a "common runaway" only that morning. Sherlock ][ Believer

For the first time in his life, Sherlock Holmes didn't need proof to know he was right. He simply believed. "Identity