Not too long after James had said that Sherlock walks in. Her hands in her pea coat as always. Once she saw the new woman she immediately started to assess her as she did to everyone. Sherlock was slightly taller than her even if she wasn't wearing heeled shoes. With one glance she could see everything there was to know about the new woman except for her name. Sherlock stepped forward. "You must be the one looking to room with me. I am Sherlock. Sherlock Holmes." She extended a hand to the new woman. Her tone was flat and held no emotion to it, yet for being such a strange woman she was relatively attractive. Sherlock reached into her pocket and pulled out a bag with a small strand of hair in it. "I need this to be run in a DNA test. We do that we find who killed Mr. Barker. Sandra said it wad suicide but what the idiot didn't notice was that the way the man landed clearly indicated that he was pushed to his death. Not intentional at all. He must have been confronting someone dangerous which also is why he was holding a rosary in his hand as he fell. He must've known that the person who was with him was going to kill him so he thought he needed the extra protection." Sherlock didn't even stop for a breathe as she explained what she knew what happened.