The old 19th-century Victorian house at 221 Baker Street was owned by one of the Ridley descendants, Osgood Ridley. He turned it into a club based upon the characters created by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and their adventures in analytical deduction, logical reasoning, and observation. The club was named The Holmes and Moriarty Society, but Osgood Ridley didn’t have long to enjoy his clubhouse. He was found dead only a few weeks later, of an overdose of a seven percent solution of cocaine – Holmes’ favorite pastime. That led to considerable scrutiny, but the death was eventually ruled an overdose. Or was it?
Members of the society supposedly used their amateur skills to solve old and new crimes. Or were they? Were they hiding something more sinister?
Consider the list of members/suspects:
- Lyle Ballard, a life insurance representative.
- Dr. Marcus DuBois, a retired college history professor.
- Jules Jamison, aka ‘the Junkman’, a garbage collector.
- Ms. Charlene Norwood, assistant head librarian in downtown
- Ms. Mary Katherine O’Malley, a church secretary at St. Tobias Anglican Church
- Ms. April Rossen, aka ‘Raven’, a woman of insatiable needs
- Da Zhang, owner of a string of burger joints
- 8-Banme no musuko ga kaze no naka o aruku, the society’s butler nicknamed ‘Jeeves’ because no one could pronounce his real name.
Two homicide detectives are assigned to uncover what really happened to the millionaire Mr. Osgood Ridley. Read Holmes, Moriarty, and the Monkeys as Detectives Martin Crawford and Chazz Swain sort through leads and clues to discover who dunnit!
And how do the monkeys figure in at the Holmes and Moriarty Society?
The old 19th-century Victorian house at 221 Baker Street is the home of the Holmes and Moriarty Society where amateur sleuths from different walks of life would meet to solve crimes.
On the black granite hearth in front of the mansion’s massive fireplace are three stone statues of monkeys – Mizaru holds its hands covering its eyes, Kikazaru with its hands covering its ears, and Iwazaru covers its mouth.
The owner of the mansion and one of the society’s founding members Osgood Ridley turns up dead.
But as more bodies are found, the true purpose of the society is slowly revealed.
When the statue of the fourth monkey, Sezaru, appears on the hearth, the questions begin to outweigh the answers.
This is no longer a job for amateurs.
But as more bodies are found,
the true purpose of the society is slowly revealed.