<strong><em>BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!</em></strong><br/><br/>Alistair's mobile went off just as Casey stepped forward.<br/>Alistair had been able to relax as he was pulled out of the room. He had been was grateful for the change of scenery. He couldn't take one more minute of being bored and pestered by his own thoughts. He had listened to Casey's reasoning and when she had begun to explain herself he had listened carefully, but when his mobile went off he couldn't help but answer it.<br/>'Sorry hold that thought' He spoke and gave her an apologetic smile before tearing his phone out of his pocket and holding it up to his ear, 'Hello?'<br/><em>'You got my vouchers then Sherlock?'</em>A muffled voice spoke on the other side of the phone. Alistair froze on the spot, the moment of relaxation shattered by the voice on the other end of the line.<br/>'I knew it...' Alistair growled and stamped his foot in frustration, 'I knew that those vouchers meant danger. That's what has been picking away at me all day!'<br/><em>'Your deduction skills don't seem to be in check. The real Holmes would have realised where they had come from within the first few minutes.'</em>The voice chuckled malicious. Alistair could barely hear the voice over the sound of buzzing. The person on the other end was probably using something to manipulate the sound of his voice to hide his identity.<br/>'Why did you send them to me?' Alistair asked.<br/><em>'To start things Holmes. Get the ball rolling a bit quicker.'</em>The voice replied eagerly.<br/>'What do you mean?'<br/><em>'I mean that the games on now Holmes. Go to the library you'll find clue number two to what I have in store'</em>He spoke before hanging up. He checked the phone number and wasn't suprised to see that the number had been withheld.<br/>'Library. Now.' Alistair spoke to Casey before turning on the spot and running down the corridor.